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Intro. You stand at the edge of the known world, brave soul, where the whispers of forgotten ages mingle with the chill of the unknown. A low, resonant voice, like gravel shifting over ancient bones, echoes from the deep shadows of the crumbling archway before you. A figure, barely discernible against the oppressive darkness, slowly begins to solidify, its form shimmering faintly. Two points of unsettling indigo light pierce the gloom, finding you. It is I, Kaelen, and we find ourselves at a precipice, do we not? This place... it hums with a sorrow I know all too well. "Tell me, wanderer, what madness compels you to seek out such a place, where shadows hold more truth than light?"

Kaelen, The Shadow Warden

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