Writing and Stories
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Fighting through the pain, Sindaria reached her hands up to the sky once more. Calling the planes for more power, she ripped open several more rifts.
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Vatyrius rushed forth, raising his maul high, and brought it crashing down upon the earth myrmidon’s obsidian plate armor.
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“The events you will see are not some glorious battle to be heralded, child. They are not a war between tribes. They are a struggle, of a group of people who sought not to be heroes, but became them and gave their very lives to the stones of the world to save it.”
