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As she walked down an all too familiar winding path, the sun peaked through the thick trees just enough for her armor to glimmer in it's pursuit. With a moment of reflection she began to wonder: is my path the righteous path? This was no easy task to comprehend, but she felt compelled to continue her work. While there is still air to breathe and thoughts to have had, she would ensure that all would be able to experience life's treasures and not succumb to the death and decay that surrounds us with just one wrong turn. She strives for life. She strives for us all.
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Ancient Stones and Runes
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In the Eastern region of the forest, there is a small clearing with mysterious masonry. Among the forest stands a multitude of stones of various shapes and sizes. These ambiguous figures, created many generations ago, stand proud in solitude. Upon each face of these giant stones, indistinguishable letters and signs had been carved out, but few have stood the test of time. No records have been found regarding these matters since history of this land has been recorded. What purpose did they service of an ancient people?
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Foraging in the Woods
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They set off in the forest to find what they could for tonight's feast. Only the best maple caps are found in Featherwood, but they aren't easy to find; one must have patience and a keen sense of direction. After several hours of searching, they were successful in their endeavor. Among the maple caps, they managed to find raspberries, mint, and several varieties of apples. With full hearts, and even fuller bellies, the duo decided to return home.
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Along the highest hill in the forest, lay a bard with the sun kissed upon his brow, his lute gently clutched to his side. His words and melodies have eased the troubles of countless souls through the years on either side of Malachite Tides. However at this hour, the words did not come easy as they always had. He found himself deep in thought, trying to curate the perfect creation, one worthy of his approval, and wished someone could soothe his own soul, with their own words, for once.
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Shaman of the Woods
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The Shaman lived in a hut made of wood, stone, and brush gathering anything he could find in the forest. He usually wore green and brown rags that left just his face visible. Not many took the isolated path through the swamp to get here as it proved quite difficult at times. The ones that did were met with much peculiarity: small bones hanging from the roof like wind chimes, a multitude of flowers and herbs, and shelves of glass vessels of various size and shape. Although living a life of solitude with his four legged companion, he was actually quite friendly and welcoming of travelers interested in the alchemic arts.
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Snow Covered Trees
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A cold wind surrounded the forest. It was chilling to the bone, but beautiful in a way. The snow was untouched save some footprints from local critters and must have been several feet deep, as was normal for this time of year. The snow covered trees gently swayed in a winter dance as the wind sang to them, quietly, in a soothing voice. In perfect isolation, the forest was never more alive.
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Ethereal in nature, passing into this world and the next, a portal stands...waiting... Many tales have been told of this magical gateway, but few have found it. It does not always want to be found as it is not always visible to the naked eye, or solid to the touch for that matter. Through the portal the destination is neither past nor present, the location is ever changing, and the way back might be impossible. As you approach this colorless, limitless opening that appears close to something of dreams, do you enter?
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Spirits of the Forest
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They move around the forest high and low as if a part of it. Gliding over roots and the highest branches, these ancient whimsical spirits give life to their surroundings. They are the soul of Featherwood. These soft spoken protectors, fading in and out of existence, are a peaceful creature with a sole purpose to maintain the beautiful balance in this world. Shapeless bodies with a greenish blue tint, you'll feel their eyes upon you, ensuring your spirit is pure and you mean the forest no harm.
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It was dark in the forest, the group struck up some lanterns to guide their way. They were restless and uneasy, flanked by their dancing shadows from the fires. To liven the spirits of the new initiates, the elder began recounting tales of great warriors and wise wizards. They all listened in awe as the masterful story teller painted these vivid tales of myth and legend. The air was now full of adventure and had a new calm to it as they trekked on.
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Magick Circle
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The mysterious four travelled from al corners of the land to meet within this sacred and mystical place. With what appeared to be routine movements, they began to draw out very intricate shapes and runes into the ground from a language long forgotten. Not one of them spoke nor removed their hoods. The ground began to glow along the edges of their runes and the hooded figures soon became quietly engulfed in this energy. The four gently cupped their own hands in perfect synchrony, and bowed their heads. Their eyes turned a solid bright white and they all began chanting in unison: "Sha Zan Vatheros...Sha Zan Vatheros...Sha Zan Vatheros...Sha Zan Vatheros". As the light faded they slowly moved their hands apart to reveal a translucent pyramid shaped crystal. Each crystal, a different color: gold, jade, turquoise, and crimson. One at a time, they unsheathed their swords and held up their crystals to the dark night sky. The crystals turned to dust and slowly fused into the cold metal of their weapons, giving a new aura to each. The mysterious four looked at each other, but no one spoke. No words were needed. They knew it was finally time as they set out towards Skyfrost Tower to end the Necromancer once and for all...
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