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While Sylira is by far the most civilized region of Mizahar, countless surprises and encounters await the traveler in its rural wilderness. Called the Wildlands, Syliran's wilderness is comprised of gradual rolling hills in the south that become deep wilderness in the north. Ruins abound throughout the wildlands, and only the well-marked roads are safe.
by Sirah on January 23rd, 2011, 2:53 pm
| Sirah drew her gifted Lakan and lunged at the man, she found him with his foot stuck in a whole and pain showing on his face. The human took a quick glance over her follower and found him to be of little threat to her. Sirah put the lakan away and just stood over the man, not saying a word, she lowered her hand to offer to help the man up. She had to stand there for a moment waiting on this man to accept her hand. |
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by Cheif Torhin on January 27th, 2011, 6:02 pm
Cheif studied he girl as she offered him a hand. Was it a trick? Surly it couldn't be. She looked lie she couldn't harm a fly.
Cheif took a firm grip on her small hands and stood up. Pain ebbed in his foot. Twisted it.. he figured. Sighing softly he looked at the girl. "Thank you." his voice was cold and it was obvious he didn't care to thank her what so ever.
He was beginning to walk away, when pain shot through his whole leg. He hissed in pain and almost fell over again. The injury was worse hen he thought. He grumbled awful words under his breath.
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