A magical Grove, the kind created by an intersection of the magical laylines, this particular grove is formed by the intersection of three magical laylines. Everything that grows here and everything that lives here is magical in some way.
The air is thick with magic, practically humming with it...
Elbion
Nina
Naghi stood on the prow of the small ship he had commandeered all those weeks ago in the Gulf of Ryt. It was a large vessel, meant for trading and built by one of the orcish tribes. At the time he had thought it would be comfortable enough for him, but after weeks at sea he'd...
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