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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DanotheSlender" data-source="post: 6072530" data-attributes="member: 6703724">Thanks Gilladian, i like the choice of giant bird beasts as the Ol'Turan mounts! Far to the north, amid the whipping winds and eternally whitecapped peaks of the mountains, lies The Vale. A small strip of lowland, teeming with flora and fauna. Protected in the lea of the mountains from the winds and storms, and warmed by hotsprings, fed by mountain brooks,  a small thriving community of small folk, some would call them Halflings, others Gnomes, they call themselves Myradian, steeped in magic, and ancient Elf-lore. They are artisians in all they do, be it cooking a meal, or forging a blade. They live simply, but well with the simplest homes being a mastercraft of construction, and an artistic expression of the family, or persons residing within. The Myradian are a xenophobic folk, hiding away from the rest of the world in their secluded  vale, but are not hostile to outsiders who stumble upon them, unless the outsiders are of hostile intent of course. The primary village sits at the base of the mountain, the rest of the vale lying before it, surrounded by evergreen woods where the snows and winds hide the trails which lead to the Vale. Within the mountain, mines for ore, and some small gems, branch off from natural caverns, which in turn house storage for grains, areas for smelters and forges, and workplaces for other crafts. Deep within these caverns also lies a grotto, a huge, though mostly shallow underground lake with many stalagmite islands where mushrooms (a favorite food of the Myradian) are farmed, and one giant column leading from the bottom of the lake to the unseen roof above, that has been hammered and chisled into an odd fortress of sorts. Rough hewn stairs wind up from the waterline to the entrance, a pair of large stone doors. Within this Undercastle is the seat of Myriadin strength, where the masters of crafts, be it magical, martial, or mundane, meet and teach the next generation. And within the deepest recesses of the undercastle, lies the secret source of the Myradian themselves, a natural mystic gate to the Feylands...</blockquote>

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