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- High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations

For Next Level: 23475^xp of 74645^xp complete.

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Julian and Romiette

Two young nobles, enmity between their families. Where have we seen this before?

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Lifeforms | 275^xp

The Kumbra

Known in folk-lore as the Blighted Storm-Serpents, the reclusive Kumbra are far more than any might guess.

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NPCs | 185^xp

Anrathi

A lot of travelling singers have a flame or incessant longing in their heart.This woman's heart holds something more as well.

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“ The party has found the source of the strange creatures roaming the countryside. The rift in this reality glows with a silver hue, rippling with the wind but never moving. They step through and are immediately assaulted with the scent of rotting meat, some have to muster all their strength not to vomit. Strange cries similar to the beasts the party had faced before can be heard in the distance. Looking around, they see they are in a forest of grey and red rather than the normal brown and green. The trees are sticky to the touch and writhe, perhaps to get away or perhaps as a warning. The deeper the party goes, the more the forest seems to slither and move underfoot. The cries get closer and more numerous. Creatures lurk in the shadows, all the same color of their surroundings. Whatever the party came in here for, they had better do it fast. The forest of flesh is waking up, and it is so very hungry.”

Kid Cannibal

“ 'Look, lad! You see the streak of glowing green off the larboard bow? Them's the bright waters!' While the lad peered intently at the eerie glow, the old salt continued. 'Entire ships have been lost to the Bright, lad, for once you let it surround you, you'll never touch land again!'”

Wulfhere

“ A weapon of war created by an extinct race, this rat appears normal but is a simulacrum - beneath it's mangy fur is a body of bronze. Commanded by words in a lost language, wherever it goes a virulent and lethal plague follows. The cure is similarly obscure.”

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