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The Outpost
nitsuadeschenes
The harsh bite of winter is merciless on the skin, cold gnaws at the fingertips and winds burn the eyes. The lone traveler pushes aside the trees in search of something. He is in search of a home, and he finds it in the cold embrace of the North. :: He works his stone axe and frostbitten hands to the breaking point. He fells trees and drills through stone. He's ready. His materials are gathered and his location has been chosen . He begins his long day of work, constructing a home fit for the North, safe from the monsters and the snowy abyss. :: Two weeks later... his home is complete, his resources have expanded. But he is still alone. He goes to Oren in search of something to fill the horrid and terrifying feeling that drives men to insanity, solitude. :: In his travels he finds his object of desire. The Trisians, a guild for peace and for the protection of the innocents. :: He is no longer a lone traveler braving the harsh world of Aegis, he is a Trisian with a grand outpost and an army of allies. This is his world... This is Kendrick's world.