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===The Caravan's Arrival=== |
===The Caravan's Arrival=== |
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[''Thousands of years prior to ME''] |
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A single drop fell from the heavens. One tear, pitch black, translucent in the moonlight. The liquid sunk into the dirt, spreading to the roots of a nearby tree. As the moon crossed the sky the tree, the grass, and the flowers all withered and died. A sphere of dead nature, diameter of 10 meters at most, a perfect circle. Water no longer ran through the tree, the pitch-black liquid replaced it, serving as a blood stream. More moons passed over the tree, the pitch-black liquid becoming one with the tree, serving as its blood, muscles, and even its mind. The tree wasn’t enough. |
A single drop fell from the heavens. One tear, pitch black, translucent in the moonlight. The liquid sunk into the dirt, spreading to the roots of a nearby tree. As the moon crossed the sky the tree, the grass, and the flowers all withered and died. A sphere of dead nature, diameter of 10 meters at most, a perfect circle. Water no longer ran through the tree, the pitch-black liquid replaced it, serving as a blood stream. More moons passed over the tree, the pitch-black liquid becoming one with the tree, serving as its blood, muscles, and even its mind. The tree wasn’t enough. |
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===Osyn and The Caravan=== |
===Osyn and The Caravan=== |
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[Approximately 80 Pre-ME] |
[''Approximately 80 Pre-ME''] |
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A fragment took hold in a large centipede-like creature, made from the surrounding mud and sticks, wrapping around the base of a large tree. A human was approaching, looking for an answer. The Caravan saw all, it could surely give the man an answer. “The path you need lays before you, wanderer,” the fragment said, keeping itself hidden with the trees, its voice echoing in the forest below. |
A fragment took hold in a large centipede-like creature, made from the surrounding mud and sticks, wrapping around the base of a large tree. A human was approaching, looking for an answer. The Caravan saw all, it could surely give the man an answer. “The path you need lays before you, wanderer,” the fragment said, keeping itself hidden with the trees, its voice echoing in the forest below. |
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