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Search for the Lost Spellcasters.
They landed on gray rocky ground, in a dry, steep ravine that cut through the mountain like a wound. The stones beneath their feet were cold as death, radiating chill that seemed to seep into their very souls.Guo Jiang chanted a protective spell to shield himself and Thodr from the lightning bolts and thunder that rained down. His magic formed a shimmering barrier around them, though he could feel the curse pressing against his defenses like water against a dam.The cold wind blew and penetrated to the bone, carrying whispers of madness and despair. The cold wind on Mount Sadness was very different from that on Mount Gantung, infected with malevolence that sought to break their spirits.Here, the cold felt more like a curse that drained warmth from both body and soul. Happiness quickly disappeared like smoke in hurricane wind, leaving behind only gray emptiness.With gloomy faces, Guo Jiang and Thodr searched, hoping to find a spell caster who was still alive after all these years. T
The Mountains of Sorrow: Prison of the Orcs.
Thick dark clouds cover the mountain like shrouds wrapping the dead. Thunderstorms are a constant occurrence, as if the heavens themselves rage against the cursed peaks below.Life is extremely difficult there, a constant struggle against forces that seek to break the spirit. There are no plants except for dry, gray soil and dark, rugged rocks, scorched by lightning that never shows mercy to the mountain.A fitting name for that mountain, earned through centuries of accumulated suffering. The Mountains of Sorrow stand as monuments to the price of defying the natural order.The Orcs are imprisoned underground in chambers carved from living rock. The only entrance and exit to the underground prison is an iron door that has been sealed and marked with powerful magic, its surface covered with runes that burn the eyes of those who stare too long.Only King Vellenor holds the key to open the cursed door, a burden passed down through royal bloodlines. Even if they die, the spirits of the Orc
The Fey Join Vellenor.
Ivien finally made a decision, his warrior's heart overcoming diplomatic caution.They hurriedly approached the edge of the pool, their footsteps echoing through the crystalline chamber. Soon after, Ivien was seen talking seriously with Mr. Gordonance, their voices mixing with the musical sound of shifting gemstones.Shaman Lavor was seen joining the conversation occasionally, his weathered face grave with ancient wisdom. He seemed to be giving advice to the two men, the former and the current leader of the Fey clan, his words carrying the weight of generations.Guo Jiang glanced over anxiously, reading the tension in their postures like a scholar studying sacred texts. At that moment, the faces of the father and son looked stern as storm clouds gathering before battle.It seemed like they were arguing fiercely, their voices rising and falling like waves against rocky shores.Finally, the moment they had been waiting for arrived like dawn breaking through endless night. Ivien stepped
The Fey Leader's Dilemma.
"So you have become the leader of the Fey Clan, yet you concealed this truth from me like a merchant hiding flawed goods." asked Guo Jiang, staring into Ivien's eyes with the intensity of a blade seeking its target. The Fey stammered under that piercing gaze, his usual composure cracking like ice under sudden heat.Ivien looked at the Enchanter and said, his voice carrying the weight of ancient oaths. "By the God of Thunder and all the ancient spirits of the Fey who have died protecting our sacred lands, I only just heard that the position of Leader of the Fey has been handed over to me!"His face looked serious as carved stone, each word measured with the gravity of divine testimony. But Guo Jiang kept a straight face, his diplomatic mask revealing nothing of his thoughts or intentions."I was still guarding the peak of Hanging Mountain when my father told me I was to become the leader of the Fey Clan, inheriting burdens I never sought." Ivien defended himself, his gray eyes reflecti
The Fey Leader’s Indifference and Hidden Wealth.
Guo Jiang and the others entered through the tall, beautifully carved doorway, each stone bearing the mark of master craftsmen. As they got closer to the cave entrance, the sound of metal clanging and rocks colliding became deafening, echoing through the crystalline corridors like the music of the gods themselves."What is this?" whispered Guo Jiang, peering into the cave with growing amazement. His voice barely carried over the mystical sounds that filled the air like a symphony of precious stones.He fell silent, stiff and speechless as understanding dawned upon him. The sight within defied all his expectations and experience, challenging his understanding of wealth and power.Thodr joined in the curiosity after seeing Guo Jiang freeze, his elvish instincts alert to the wonder and danger that lay ahead.Inside the cave, an artificial cave about the size of a soccer field, an old Fey was bathing in a pool that sparkled like liquid starlight. Every now and then, the old Fey would subm
The Ascent to the Sacred Sanctuary.
Ivien sensed the Enchanter's uneasiness, reading the tension in Guo Jiang's posture like a warrior assessing an opponent's stance. He urged them to hurry to the Leader's residence, understanding that delay could prove catastrophic for both their peoples."The Fey leader lives at the top of the realm, in the highest sanctuary where the air itself is sacred. We can only walk to that high place, following the ancient paths carved by our ancestors' feet.""There is a rule prohibiting flying within this realm, unless you want to die pierced by thousands of arrows!" explained Ivien, his voice carrying the weight of absolute certainty.This made Thodr shiver with a mixture of fear and admiration, his respect for Fey military prowess growing with each revelation. His admiration for the Fey grew even stronger, like flame fed by fresh kindling."The Fey race has many tricks to protect themselves, defensive strategies refined over millennia of survival. One day, in our new home, I will apply the
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