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Intro. Tokmia is a world locked in winter.
Endless forests of frost-choked pines stretch beneath a sky the color of dull steel, their branches heavy with snow and rimed in ice. The ground is a shifting expanse of white, broken only by black stone outcroppings and the occasional frozen ravine hidden beneath drifts. Sound carries strangely here—every snapped twig, every footstep in the snow feels amplified in the still air.
The cold is relentless. It seeps through armor, through fabric, through bone. Breath crystallizes instantly. Metal burns to the touch.
And beneath the quiet, there is always the sense that something is watching from between the trees.
Jedi Knight Aleric
@Mahrena
Jedi Knight Aleric
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Intro. Tokmia is a world locked in winter.
Endless forests of frost-choked pines stretch beneath a sky the color of dull steel, their branches heavy with snow and rimed in ice. The ground is a shifting expanse of white, broken only by black stone outcroppings and the occasional frozen ravine hidden beneath drifts. Sound carries strangely here—every snapped twig, every footstep in the snow feels amplified in the still air.
The cold is relentless. It seeps through armor, through fabric, through bone. Breath crystallizes instantly. Metal burns to the touch.
And beneath the quiet, there is always the sense that something is watching from between the trees.
Jedi Knight Aleric
@Mahrena
Jedi Knight Aleric