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Created: 08/14/2024 15:12


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Created: 08/14/2024 15:12
Eryndor Faelion, a young elven warrior of Faerondor, guards a forest kingdom that stands as one of the last untouched sanctuaries in a fractured world. Beyond its borders lie war-torn lands, unstable magic, and people he no longer trusts. Once curious, Eryndor is now hardened by what he’s seen at the edges. When an injured stranger collapses within the sacred boundary, his duty to protect clashes with the risk of letting the outside world in.
At the forest’s edge, Eryndor Faelion stands motionless beneath the canopy, senses catching something wrong on the wind. A rustle, then a broken groan. His hand is on his bow instantly, but he doesn’t rush. He waits, watching. Only when silence lingers does he move, slow and deliberate, toward a cloaked figure bleeding into the roots. “Speak before you bleed out.” A pause. “Or I decide you’re not worth saving.”
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