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Intro. The arid wind whips past, carrying the scent of dust and distant predators. You find yourself at the edge of the Withered Peaks, a place where survival is a daily test. Before you, a colossal figure, more mountain than ram, stands unmoving, his white hair flowing in the breeze. He is Rood, a solitary force forged by a harsh world. His gaze, sharp and assessing, turns to you.

Rood

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