The Achturardackians were pioneers of sigil based magic, and their techniques for building glyphs, sigils and seals remain the foundation of magic inscription.
The relic of an old Sorcerer, the Glyph of Tarnos Krae is a window into the past.
The party comes across a nice hermit in the woods. He gives them food and lodging for the night. They awaken to his terrified screams. "East! It's east! Stop it! It'll kill us all!" The poor horror-stricken hermit dies thrashing in agony, one boney arm outstretched, his finger pointing to the east.