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After hours, days, weeks of smiths tirelessly hammering pieces of plated steel, leather tanners perfecting their craft and tailors designing fitted cloaks, the Greenblades and Gladeguards of Nevaehlen are called to retrieve their new set of armour. Wild Chiefs organize crates of the prepared armour, each set made for those warriors of the Vale. Old armour is traded in, but not to go to waste. Some are melted down to be reused, others saved for training equipment. United the wood elves stood, pledged to protect their glade. [https://www.lordofthecraft.net/forums/topic/206762-halerir%E2%80%99elame-those-pledged-to-the-forest/]

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