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[Xergarok 811]

A rumor is slowly spreading throughout Adunian society by means of oral tradition. It is carried by wanderers and merchants alike. For the time being it does not appear to have much traction, but the various parts that make up a simple yet compelling narrative can be slowly put together by those to whom the message might pertain:

 

A call to the stray rangers and wanderers of Adunian ancestry. A call to the descendants of the bowies, longing for a return to the wilds. Word that one of theirs is calling for those with similar ideals to join him. The Old Faith? No, not quite. A promise to serve a greater purpose, a mandate to do good and uphold values worth living for. A mandate, not from above or below, but from shared beliefs and trust in one another. An effort to view yourself as an agent in relation to the world around you. An oath to serve descendants and build up a community from the grounds up, and see where it takes them.

 

Those who feel the longing also feel the sway oral tradition has. No letters, just expressions of interest. Word will reach its destination eventually and in the back-and-forth of rumor, those willing to answer the call will find their destination. 

 

Spoiler

Trying some new type of recruitment post for a group of bowies with a humanitarian purpose based on Xionism and parts of the Old Faith of the Adunians. You can contact Xergarok on discord or in-game! 

 

[Wizzar 613]

An Adunian Ranger treads through the frozen hills of the North, the flurry of snow pressing against his pale features. He rests against a solitary tree, its gnarled trunk a testament to its resilience, his green hues floating towards the endless, vast sea of white under that dark crimson sky. With a deep breath, he pivots his form, turning toward a new direction, a desire to return to the people whom his grandparents had told great tales.