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Drackler
May 21, 2009
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Castle Merciless    Locations  (Fortification)   (Plains)

Castle Merciless. Home of He who dwells in nightmares.

Drackler
May 20, 2009
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Sea Pillars    Locations  (Ruins)   (Water)

Just off the craggy cliffs of Corundum, under the rippling blue ocean waves, seven stones stand. They rise majestically from the ocean floor, references to some long ago civilization. Meaningless, now, to all but the most learned.

Drackler
March 24, 2009
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Old Stone Face    Locations  (Other)   (Forest/ Jungle)

There are many scret places in the old forests; the least of which is by no means Old Stone Face

Drackler
May 10, 2008
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Dempree Dupree's Emporionic Bazaar    Locations  (City)   (Any)

A rundown shop of old joys, now just a wreck, with a little touch of mystery.

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The Place of Black Snow

       By: Murometz

Wytchwolde-Under-Ash, once a great Thorpe, was razed to the ground by the ruthless, and truth told more than slightly deranged, Porcelain Princess and her henchmen, the Purifiers. When the flames had at last subsided, and a kaleidoscope of swirling, dull-gray ash choked the sky, nine hundred acres of old growth iron spruce, black larch and weeping birch, was burned to utter cinders, along with the entire coven of witches comprising the Sisterhood of the Silver Teat.

Now, centuries later, the forests are somewhat re-grown, and the town of Foolswater stands where Wytchwolde-Under-Ash once did. It is said that even to this day, one can still find ashes in the otherwise potable well-water of this village. Once a year during the Winter Solstice, the “Ash-Wind” comes to Foolswater, a suffocating black cloud that passes quickly but leaves dead birds and animals in its wake, darkening the trees, and staining the sky with black snow. The inhabitants of the village know better than to be caught outside during the day-long Ash-Wind. Everyone is locked snugly inside, singing old hymns that curse and re-curse the burned witches who once called this place home.

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