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[color=gray][sub][right][color=white][b]Location:[/b][/color] Uhladein, Eastern Marches
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[color=593FFF]“They tried to do that at the beginning. Before we had hunters.”[/color] 

Trantascilia had remembered the stories. She was but a child during that brief period where the pyromancers were the sword [i]and[/i] the shield, the moment where hunters didn’t really exist. When a hunter did come, she had been alone and for years the void consumed the entire Empire of Aulrithia with needless abandon. It was because of that there was so much void coming upon the rest of the world because places like Midnos allowed Aulrithia and the free nations beside her to get swallowed while they worked tirelessly to create new solutions.

A terrible time. 

[color=593FFF]“A great misfortune is that despite their abilities, they can not do it. Which is why we need to work together, unified by our goal to drive out the darkness.”[/color] She smiled, turning to the small child hunter who had survived. [color=593FFF]“It is very inspiring of awe. Coolness of the greatest kind.”[/color]

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