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In the shadow of gods and betrayal, Ralaas, the reluctant Nerevarine, carries the weight of two lives - his own and that of the warrior-king whose soul whispers within him. Faced with the vengeful and broken Almalexia, he must confront the echoes of love, hatred, and sacrifice that bind them all in a web of ancient tragedy.
Blades clash in the heart of a dying city as Nerevar’s spirit pleads for a peace that seems forever out of reach. Amid rage and sorrow, a divine bond shatters, leaving behind only echoes of what once was - a love consumed by ambition and a warrior haunted by memory.
Or, the Nerevarine kills his mentor's ex-wife.
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[Collective Homo Silence]
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Zack:
in realms of magic, far away, they wander where the dragons play
A hero's sword within their hand, and castles rise on shifting sand
They ride the storm, command the sea, unlock the doors to mystery
a cloak of myths, a crown of lore,
they step through each enchanted door where giants fall and kingdoms grow
and every path a tale to know
but as the tale begins to slow, they feel a chill, a sinking low
the wonders dim, the colors fide like morning mist in evening's shade
they turn to speak, but no one's near
no voice to calm, no soul to hear, the silence holds a hollow tone
they lift their eyes and they're alone
~ Khai Moffett
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