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When the wind speaks
When a surge of primal, living magic levels a mage tower and offers Dnara a chance to escape a life of slavery, she takes it and runs. When the unleashed magic catches her, it offers her a choice. A choice is made and a gift is given, but what one being considers a gift, another may consider a curse.
The blight took everything from Athan, except for his will to survive. Athan scrapes a meager existence out of a dying land as a traveling forester, waiting for his luck to change. When he comes across an injured Dnara in the Thorngrove thicket, he doesn’t know if his luck has changed for the better, or for the worse.
From her sovereign rooftop nation, Naomi looks down upon the city of Ka’veshi and hears rumors of a brewing guild war. Orphaned, unguilded and alone, she must navigate a decaying city and the hand fate has dealt her. Deep within the Elvan Silverwood, Serenthel awakes from a dream. The darkness within it startles him, but the call of his destiny is exhilarating.
The lands of Ellium are dying. A blighting corruption born a thousand years ago spreads slowly westward, sowing seeds of chaos and despair. From simple farmer to gilded noble, none in the human kingdoms of Carnath and Orynthis can escape the blight’s touch. Crops rot in the fields, animals are disappearing and children are no longer being born. Desperate men turn hungry, envious eyes towards the unspoiled plateaus of the Orc’kothi tribes and the cloistered forests of the Elvan clans. The gods sleep while fate draws uncertain lines in the sand. War looms over the horizon like a storm carried by the wind, and the wind whispers a warning to those who can still hear it.