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      <title>In a Farmhouse in Southern Ryn</title>
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      <description>Penny rested her head on a small rough pillow and listened to the adults speaking in hushed tones in the room below her. She didn&amp;rsquo;t know exactly where she was. The last several days had been, at best, a blur. All she knew was that the pillow and bed, while rough and worn, were more than welcome after several days of non-stop travel by horse, carriage, and foot. She reached up and smoothed her short-cropped hair stained dark with a foul smelling dye that she longed to wash away.</description>
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      <title>Ryn - Capital City</title>
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      <description>Ryn - Capital City - Present Day
&amp;ldquo;There are many things I can do,&amp;rdquo; Drew smiled and spun on his boots with a flourish. &amp;ldquo;But I assure you dear lady, I would never lie.&amp;rdquo; He winked at the woman who was easily a decade or two his senior.
&amp;ldquo;Pity,&amp;rdquo; she let a smile dance at the edge of her painted lips. &amp;ldquo;If I was to ask anything of you, it would surely require a lie, later.</description>
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      <title>North of the Widowblade Peaks - Frozen Tundra</title>
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      <description>CW: body horror, cannibalism, violence, death, nudity, torture, gore
The storytellers speak of the days before. The days when dwarf and goblin still lived in the belly of the mountain and the goliath lived upon the tundra. Where the dwarves speak of Kinsdeep, the heart of the dwarven empire, goblins remember First Home and the dark still waters of the Pool of Memory where goblin speakers first gathered to share and learn.</description>
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