Nod-Krai Lore. Frostmoon Scions
The story of Nod-Krai has come to an end, so let's learn more about it. Frostmoon Scions More than 6,000 years ago, Three Moons shone in the sky: the Eternal Moon, the Frost Moon, and the Iridescent Moon. They were created by Teyvat's original creator, Nibelung, before he set out to find salvation for his world. He raised three moons from the ground and bound the world with the chains of the tides. Moonlight would illuminate the bountiful land until the dragon returned from the mist-shrouded realm, but millennia passed, and Nibelung didn’t return. Until one day, the winged Descender appeared, treading upon the morning star. It was not the great enemy that would extinguish the stars, nor did it seem intent on plundering the wellspring sustaining the world's existence. Faced with this uninvited guest, the three guardians who represented the will of the planet debated endlessly: the youngest sister opposed the Descender, but the elder sisters decided to see what would happen. The Heavenly Principle created angels and humans, led by the heavenly messengers. They wandered among the dark mortals, sowing prosperity and wisdom everywhere, and eventually, this prosperity ignited the flame of reason, which awakened a whisper of doubt. Over time, the Moon Goddesses began to notice that their love differed from that of the Heavenly Principles. The Descender believed that free will invited nothing but uncertainty and calamity, and that mortals who transgressed the laws of reason must be punished. They bore an almost paranoid hostility and fear toward the desire of certain life forms to seek power and destroyed insufficiently sacred civilizations. They cast down celestial nails to punish the civilizations of the world below. Their rules brought order, but the price of testing them was far too great. In a single night, Hyperborea fell, and across the frozen northern plain, dark blue crystal nails annihilated every last city. Only those who were far from the cities survived. With no refuge left to them, they simply waited for destruction to find them. The gods remained silent until the Goddess of the Frost Moon, Canon, answered them. Moved by pity, Canon heeded the survivors' prayers. Canon spun gleaming threads from the silver glow to lead the displaced across the frozen plains, and where her tears fell upon the soil of the far north, they blossomed into lilies that would stand eternal in the icy winds. The descendants of Hyperborea called themselves the Frostmoon Scions, in honor of the divinity who gave humanity new life. When Three Moons still shone in the sky, the people of Hyperborea learned to use the lunar tides to power their magics but were in turn affected by those same ebbs and flows, and some of them had horned crowns akin to deer antlers grow from their heads. Legends have it that the antler crown of Moonchanters today was a gift from the Frost Moon at the moment of its obliteration.