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Rasataalian Adventure No.1.5: Northern Winds Lead to Ixouz'ai

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~*Three years later*~ The twin crescent moons embraced the lush and green of the sprawling Rasataalian countryside. Closing his eyes, Amri inhaled the freshness of winter air. Every part of his being felt at peace. Amri began walking, making his way over a hillside to see a familiar stone of fire in the sky. It had been almost a year since he had stepped foot in Fallen Star. As he reached the edge of the settlement, a familiar voice had called out to him. “Amri!” Talin shouted “My how you’ve grown, child! Come, you must tell me of your studies with the Magi at Dy’nalle over some supper.” Amri smiled. Despite the chilled breeze, he felt a warmness as they walked through the settlement. Seeing its inhabitants preparing for the coming of winter, a redness washed his face as his lips turned to a smile. “I see there’s been some construction while I’ve been away.” Amri comments, staring at an unfinished temple of marble behind them. Suddenly Talin lets out a gasp. Amri turns toward her. “Wha
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Rasataalian Adventure No.1: Kabal of the Ashuvrahqt'Aild

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On a Certain Day, Under a Certain Sign   Twin crescent moons fell before the country of Rasataal’s sprawling landscape, gently embraced by shimmering spring rains. An elven wayfarer, foreign to this land, wandered the night aimlessly seeking a sage he had seen only in dreams: an eyeless visage beckoning him with destiny. The world opened up as he stepped foot onto the prairie where the small settlement of Fallen Star resided. A grand jewel of flaming iridescence held in stasis above the settlement, appearing as if ready to crash into the world below, contended with the surrounding darkness and revealed the elve his destination. As he arrived, anxious and unaware of the nature of the trial that lay before him, destiny stood waiting at the edge of Fallen Star. An old elven woman with eyes shrouded by a veil spoke out “Who are you, who’ve answered my summons?” His head held high, he stepped forth with confidence. “I am Amri.” Peer Through The Sage’s Eyeless Sockets The elder sage beckoned
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