storm

East of the Allir Reach's southern "horn", there was a stormy sea. And in this stormy sea was a small sloop struggling to sail. She had a gaff mainsail and two jibs. She used a tiller and had no paint job nor did she fly any identifying colors. It was a mystery as to what faction she sailed for...

In Gild they called it "the Long Dark". Scholars and travelers from other Campanian kingdoms, nations, and city-states had returned with the name bestowed upon the upcoming celestial event by leading figures of Elbion, the Triennial Syzygy, yet by then the simpler name had become entrenched...

A storm raged outside the inn. Raindrops shattered on the cobbles, pooling between the stones that made up the roads coiling around that village. A savage wind whipped in the air, drowning out the sound of anyone or thing that was caught in it. Not that there much sound to drown out. Few dared...

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