“Where the shell broke and the stories split.” _{~ Aegis Archive historian}

The Hatching site is marked on maps as a mountain-sized egg cracked open in the northern desert. Wind has scoured the shell clean and left slate-gray slopes that shine at noon. Some say a single world-killer forced its way out and tore south through the hills, leaving the misshapen range people now call the Maw. Others say it was not one Horror at all but a flood of smaller ones that spread like a toxic tide. Aside from cultists who treat this as a pilgrimage site, no one wants to get close enough to find out which tale is true.