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Onni

The Waking Dream.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Conceptual
The lights had appeared in the night sky, they glistened upon stone, rock, ice and snow; the tiniest speckled reflection of light beneath a blanket of shimmering colour. The air was more than bitter and whistled its way through the boughs of the forest in which a couple strode through silently. Their steps were slow and cumbersome, upon their feet were thatched frames to ease their footing and spread their weight. They spoke in hushed murmurs as they reached a wide and out-stretched plateau, thick with snow. A frozen lake lay beneath it, freshly covered with the latest of the snowfall.

Seperation, chapter three.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Rhoana burst out of the hut and broke into a swift run. She paid little attention to the villagers escaping their homes after the dying of the storm and ran toward the village’s great lodge which housed the council’s elder.

Separation, chapter two.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

Storms like these last many days in Forochel, it is always wise to prepare the homesteads with lasting food, water and warmth. It had been a long stretch this time, this storm, though they were unsure the exact amount of days. The hut was dark except for the flicker of light from the large fire, the whole family was sat about it, conversations had been lead and driven, though one did not participate.

Separation, chapter one.

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

There was quite a commotion running through the village, the winds had picked up and the barrage against the homes and shelters more apparent. Wood was gathered and food brought indoors, hides and furs in piles and bundles. Rhoana watched as her family rushed about her, organising their means of survival for the coming storm.

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