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- High Lord Scribe of Mastered Illuminations

For Next Level: 17362^xp of 74645^xp complete.

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Golden

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The Whitebone Tomes

Six white tomes, Encased in bone.

They shine in light like polished stone.

Trapped deep inside, fel beasts reside.

Dark power; to the holder, the books provide.

In lakes, submersed, and tombs accursed.

Across the land they are disbursed.

Organizations | 90^xp

Guild of the unblinking eye

An Order created in ancient times built upon the concept of 'Knowledge is Power'. They are the ultimate power.

Lifeforms | 125^xp

Flickerwik

A haunting remnant of the infernal realm, caught and exiled to suffer for eternity in the swamps of the mortal plane. Now it toys with mortals; luring them from their paths into it's light. Once in the boundaries of it's aura, the FlickerWikk will feed.

A Remake of the Will'o'the'Wisp/Jack'o'Lantern

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“ Legends abound in some places about ancient landforms (Islands, Peninsulas, Mountains) that dissapeared long ago in towers of glowing energy. (See Any Unnatainable Glory entries for more info)”

CaptainPenguin

“ I was in a game with a GM that had a Masters in History, who made is a point to mention that the local peasants didn't have wheelbarrows. The rest of the players just shrugged that off but I knew that the GM was trying to tell us the peasants were on the knife edge of starvation. All that from wheelbarrows? Yes, because before the invention of the wheelbarrow it took two men to carry that load. In it's time the wheelbarrow was the most explosive production multiplier that the peasantry could get their hands on. This is worth two tips: One about the power of the Wheelbarrow and the other is the moral of the story...that people need to know the point you are trying to make.”

MoonHunter

“ Herbalist in the group mistakes one plant for another and mistakenly poisons the group. Not to death, but pretty darn ill with recurring symptoms until the cause and cure are realized. (Local people may be able to help rather easily. 'You ate Dragon's Rot you fool, looks and smells just like mint except it has these small thistles on the root. Only grow in the Hornwood Forest, that must be where ya got them. Eat this and you will feel better in 4 hours.'”

Strolen