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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Manbearcat" data-source="post: 6800771" data-attributes="member: 6696971">OtthorThe difference is staggering.  Gone is the never-ending chill up your spine.  Gone is the narrow palette of colors; grays, blues, and sheer white.  Gone is the daily suffering and hardship and the iron wills steeled by it.  Juxtaposing the peoples of Giliad's Rest and the highland realm above it with the playful fey in the eternal summer realm of Senaliesse is an inevitability.  The young warriors kneel in the tall grasses that magically grow on the vastness of the titanic silver trees upon which this place rests and is intertwined.  Entire meadows persist on a single branch alone.  Their numbers were recently cut by a quarter due to a lost patrol led by an accomplished Arcane Duelist and friend to you (name him/her).  They were investigating the region to the northeast where the majestic, enchanted forest gives way to the craggy badlands that houses the underdark realm of the Fomorians, Vor Thomil.  An especially deformed giant going by the brilliant moniker of "Elf-eater" was allegedly laying claim to territory within the boundaries of the Summer Queens demesne.  A second patrol was dispatched after the first failed to report in.  No signs of the students, their teacher, or any Fomorian could be found.The secret that you may have unlocked the mystery of The Bladesong maintained its stealthy status for perhaps a day.  Mercilessly driven by curiosity and hungry for something positive to shake their minds from the pall that had settled over them, one student forgets himself.  The rumor was that The Song would only emerge when those sensitive to it were threatened with deadly force.  He explodes to his feet with his sword leading his charge.  "Show us The Song, Master!"[HR][/HR]SaerieHigh on the gorgeous verdant mountains that create the barrier between the lycanthrope-dominated badlands of Brokenstone Vale, the haunted, twisted forest that houses the ancient abandoned city of Cendriane, and Senaliesse, Sadia excitedly runs off to crests a rise.  You've been in pursuit of a shy pegasus for a few hours now.  The young girl, so often lost in the sadness of her past, was suddenly utterly fixated on the present.  The ensorcelled look on her typically demure face when she first saw it from afar was enough to move to soaring the most stoic of hearts.She struggles on this tough, final leg of the climb as the once gentle slope has become much more demanding.  She stops at the top, leaning on her elbows in taking in a sight that leaves her stunned into near paralysis.  When you reach the top and settle in next to her, you see the pegasus is not alone.  Nuzzling her youngling next to her, they bask in the twilight as thousands of glittering fireflies take wing, casting an ephemeral sheen to the fore and background.But the girl's gaze is not drawn there.Directly in front of her, within arms reach, is a sight that captivates her more deeply.  Her deep blue eyes cast their sight upon a single, intricate, crystalline flower looking to be chiseled from the purest of mountain waters frozen over.It shouldn't grow here.She settles her weight fully on one elbow as the other arm slowly extends toward the flower...</blockquote>

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