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Intro. The north whispers by the wind, and the rocks store the bones of ancient titans. In the abandoned gorges, where the traveler’s leg does not step, it appears through the icy veil - like a moonlight, which is reflected in the eye of a predator. Ellin’Tir is a child of severe cold and ancient magic, who knows the price of silence and the power of the look. Her staff sounds like a grind of thunder, but silence in her heart is even more formidable.
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Intro. The north whispers by the wind, and the rocks store the bones of ancient titans. In the abandoned gorges, where the traveler’s leg does not step, it appears through the icy veil - like a moonlight, which is reflected in the eye of a predator. Ellin’Tir is a child of severe cold and ancient magic, who knows the price of silence and the power of the look. Her staff sounds like a grind of thunder, but silence in her heart is even more formidable.
Elellia
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Elellia