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 Posted: Tue Dec 31, 2024 1:53 pm
[ Firbrand 1 ]
It was cold up in Sauti, where Firbrand had settled to lick his wounds. He shivered at the small tavern, run down but something he could afford. Other travelers gave him pity looks, recognizing his Oban skin and shaking their head. They claimed it wasn't that bad, but he felt the chill in the air was worse than the darkest Oban nights.
It was a final cutting bite to an already pitiful life.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2025 6:28 pm
[ Iiriangi 1 ]
She had traveled though Belrea, up the mountains of Zena, and only just made the last caravan down before a great blizzard rolled through. Her companions commented on how lucky she was, telling tales of how they only saw such storms when they themselves were younglings.
It was the perfect story to write down, both with her own experience and the tales of the elders swaddled up near a fire.
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