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The
sounds of the forests fill your senses; birds
chirruping, the gentle sway of dainty branches in the
wind, a distant sound of a flowing brook. As you
continue, these sounds eerily begin to die out until you
reach an almost unnatural silence. Perturbed, you almost
turn back but reaching a glade, you encounter a lone
Faymaah stallion. When you attempt a greeting, he
answers only with a stare. He continues to stare for a
few more minutes of awkward silence before he finally
begins to speak in a hushed voice, barely audible.
"Greetings, this is the Clan of Quiet Solitude and I am
Quiet. You are welcome here." |
