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    Lore See of Fae

    Event - Overshadowed Eclipse The pink and green moon cross each other, creating a window of time that lasts three days and allows for certain rituals. Mysteriously, the event is only ever reported from locations in the Fae See.
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    Lore See of Fae

    Minerals Manadust is quicksand that has been saturated with mana due to its close proximity to leylines or areas of high mana concentration. Deposits form in circular 10ft diameter "ponds". Upon any amount of pressure being applied, the entire vein of manadust solidifies into manastone. For...
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    Poetry I was a writer once.

    Sunsets and Pyres: A Tragedy The blacksmith begs for water. His forge is on fire. The villagers stand by Overtaken by solemn silence Believing the pyre That presently illuminates Their collective gaze Is the blacksmith's Finest work yet: Glowing tones of sunset Scorched and beautiful As all his...
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    Lore Republic

    Location - Gearshift Gorge A small village nestled in the Republic between a river and the North-Eastern border of Ryke, populated by a mix of Beast and Human. Just over half of the residents have prosthetics, which vary in complexity but appear to be uniform in being mostly fashioned from...
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    Poetry I was a writer once.

    Incubus/Succubus Colored in violet Pink hues so quiet Wings spread to embrace Intent hid by a pretty face Behind those immaculate eyes A mass grave in seductive disguise Bare flesh becoming warm Humid breath seeding a storm Wind howls from parted lips Mindless kiss and timid sips Thunder...
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    Lore Republic

    Location - Shi Shogunate of the Ginji Domain Populated area is known as Hisuzuki, a farming settlement that works like a checkpoint between bigger towns and cities, where merchants and travelers rest before resuming their journeys. The Sanmari Tea House that sits near the edge of the village is...
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    Lore Republic

    Item - Niji Amulet Common equipments infused with one of four elements (Air, Earth, Fire, and Water) that generally impacts the martial abilities and style of the ones that train with them. Design may vary but often comes as a flat, circular bronze pendant with a shaped gem set in the center...
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    Poetry I was a writer once.

    Cripple and the Beast I don't know why it is That my actions depart From my earnest desires Where did I gain such dysfunction? It's not that I hate myself And yet, it must be so Why else would I hobble around On feet shot through Time after time? By my own hand, no less In crippling myself Do I...
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    Lore West Empire

    Location - Gnollbone Village A former village in the West Empire's north that was inhabited mostly by gnolls until it was burned down by a fire elemental. Some settlers have returned recently with hopes of rebuilding.
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    Lore West Empire

    Location - Cipactli Forest Cipactli Forest is a densely forested area situated on both sides of the West Empire-Grand Duchy border. The area is known to be overrun by monsters and has become a popular destination for those that train and enslave such creatures. The West Empire side of the...
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    Poetry I was a writer once.

    Thoughts of the Smoldering Banner The melancholy of these walls Falling amid screams of those They were meant to protect I stand on the rampart The last burning banner Becoming the ghost of an existence That was meant to achieve Some out of reach excellence To my left and right lay paths Now...
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    Lore [Isekai Hell] The Redacted Lore
    Index: The Beginning of All Things

    There once was a god who had spent a great deal of time crossing the many universes that exist. In that time, he had collected many mementos of places that have now faded from memory. Of these trinkets in his possession, he prized three above the others. The first was a piece of a jawbone from...
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    Poetry I was a writer once.

    Guilt in the Eye of the Beholder Can you close the eye That ever looks down upon me? Unblinking and eternal It witnesses my actions Both good And bad I didn't mean it I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry The eye cannot hear The profuse apologies I utter It merely watches Behold The eye that knows my...
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    Poetry I was a writer once.

    Call of the Role (Player) How is it I can hear you? Your voice calls to me But muffled and distant As though speaking in a dream Like a memory only just beginning to recollect Who are you? Where are you? What do you desire? I ask the questions Even as the answers come to me Did I conjure you...
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    Poetry I was a writer once.

    The Wine That Withheld Torment The slain hangs aloft His blood runs down Filling my cup Drink deep, O drunkard Imbibe and share in this death Trembling lips grasp the rim Channel the wine Swallow it down The red runs deep As do my tears I was prepared for gall My lips made ready to scowl My...
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