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The Pristine Land
Respiren
The Wandering Wizard  in his wisdom hath told us of a gateway to far off places, perhaps there at last we shall find sanctuary from the followers of Iblees,  a pristine land yet unplundered by men. :: After many nights of invocations, aligning and realigning  the air grows chill about the temple, Shaman Orgok points to the icey window before us, a cord has been tied, a vein summoned so we may bleed into another land. Let us gather seeds my kin. We shall go ahead to give propitiation to the land so she may assuage the coming of those after with a bountiful harvest of fruits.:: We are not the first to tread here.....:: We are not alone...:: The heavy darkness,  is pierced only by the terrible screeching of spiders.  Overgrown and crumbling, the way to the surface was perilous.::-::,  Nature hath provided us shelter from the storms for the night, in the morning we shall clear the path.:: A gateway home to Aegis stands upon the surface amongst the ruins , we have began to till the earth and prepared a safe place for those that brave the journey.:: The creatures here seem unusually vicious,  those amongst the library ruins seem particularly so. Many tomes lie strewn upon the ground, filled with strange indecipherable scrawls perhaps they will shed light on the plight of those that came before.::