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Elbion had seen better days. Nearly being leveled and marked off of all maps due to unnatural forces tended to do that. But she was recovering and rebuilding. That meant a deep starving hunger for all things known as resources. More labor. More wood. More metal. More stone. More. More. More...

Is there ever a time when discovering more of what you are, or what you could become, be a waste? Would it ever become as such for myself? I doubted that. Living alone and on the road, meant I had to deal with many people who I did not like, or ever want to be near. More over, I had to do...

Cortosi Coast Gal Elise hated the coast. It was wet, it was salty, and it was filthy. Her hair always frizzed this near to the ocean, and she couldn't help but think her clothes would get ruined one way or another. Even standing upon the small wooden platform she couldn't help but think some...