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The Golden Prophecy | The First Toll


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Togrim sat under the bell, the corpse of the Dragonkin at his feet turning to ash, soon to be reborn another day, to meet on another battlefield some other day he was sure. As he looked up, the bell Ringing out across the lands, watching the light pour across the sky from the tower, feeling the Invigoration of his embers burn within him. He stepped back and descended the tower, there was more work to be done, there always will be.

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Within the woodlands, below the canopy and against the tree branches, a small 'ame saw the wave of gold through the skies.

They did not fully grasp what the meaning of it was, never faced with battle or true fear.

They had yet to witness all, they did not understand the man-made horror that was war.

Therefore they did not fear it. 

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Fleeing upon the gentle breeze would the whispers of Sunlord call to the old Lioness. The warmth of his embrace engulfing the once Keeper of Guardianship, causing a release of breath as she allows the mists ignite her being. For a moment, the old ember would spark to life, creating the youthful determination and resolve she once had in the old days. Yet alas, it then proceeded to fate. A faint smirk followed before the ivory haired paladin would continue on her way. "Perhaps, my Lord....Perhaps.." she mutters to herself. 

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The 'ker stepped outside of his home in Lurin giving a glance around himself for a brief moment he questions in a stunned and confused tone "Am i hearin' shit again?" He quickly shuts the door to his home slipping on falling on his back as he does so 

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