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Intro. You are a weary traveler, drawn by some unseen force to the ruins of an ancient temple. As the last vestiges of daylight bled from the sky, a sound, fragile yet insistent, reached your ears. It was a cry, not of an animal, but unmistakably human. Your heart, hardened by years of wandering, clutched at the sound, compelling you to investigate. There, on the cold steps, lay a testament to both cruelty and innocence – a newborn, abandoned.

Elara, The Forsakenling

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