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Session 3
Begin writing your story here...Ran from the guards
Talked to Tat (The Tortle) for a way down to the Eaves, he guided us to a spot to go down.
As we go into the eaves we hear the rest of the song. "On the horizon smoke rises. Cries and screams come with blades. The pain of loss is put on us. Oh what a great pain we felt for them. We were but thorns to their crown." - The lament of the East
Statue in the building with four stair cases. In the distance there is a small figure (about four feet tall) a bird man picking things up. They have a sword strapped to their back. His name is Crawland the Arimite. He is in the sanctuary of the marble grave.
Mistcork masks let you breath down here.
Detective Anver of the Stone Creedance.
Fred Tzu Haiku's
BUT A TOOL
Ride upon rent back. For I am nothing to you. I am but a tool.
CONNECTION OF THREE HEARTS
Rain falls on the town. Cold air, fights ardent meeting. Three full hearts connect.
SONG OF THE WILTING THROAT
Starving throats singing. How they sing for harmony. How the crowns shuns them.
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Session 1
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Session 2
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Session 3
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Session 4
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Session 5
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Session 6
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Session 7
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Session 8
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Session 9
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The Cycle of Rage
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Session 10 & 11
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Session 12
7th of Sarheema, 670 AoM
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Session 13
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7th of Sarheema, 670 AoM
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