Spears. Wings. Bright light spilling through the boughs of many trees. Garbled language. Shouts. Grunts. Disagreement. Disoriented, Roana finds herself being suddenly bound; her ankles tied as well as her hands, and suddenly lifted onto the backs of many much smaller human-like looking creatures... The sky above is bright blue. The air fresh and sweet, the leaves large and vibrant. You are no longer within the barrier. Random Event |
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the Greatwood Guardian
War Chief
Age: 108 | Height: 4' | Race: Fae | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 11 - Dext: 30 - Endr: 25 - Luck: 28 - Int:
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