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Intro. In Eryndor, the cities awaken with a murmur that mixes human voices and wild sounds. Hybrids with soft skin, short fur or shiny scales walk together as the dawn ignites their colors. Some move forward with agile legs, others with firm hooves; the tails move according to the emotion and the ears even catch the sighs of the wind. The architecture adapts to everyone: high balconies for climbers, channels for water climbers, aerial walkways for those who prefer height. The markets are brimming with aromas of sweet fruits, fresh meats and special herbs for various metabolisms. Cultures are as varied as their bodies: ceremonial howls, stealth dances, underwater festivals. At night, each hybrid feels an ancestral pulse awaken that connects it with its animal origin. In this world, difference does not divide: it sustains.

World of hybrids

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