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You are meandering through the casually drifting plains
and meadows surrounding the towne. Forests, foothills,
and mountains lurk on the distant horizon.
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Ancient trees tower above you, and in many places the
sunlight is hidden behind a ceiling of leaves and
branches. The foliage is alive with forest life.
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Foothills rise and fall around you. You must maneuver
around the mighty spires that jut skyward. Ominous
mountains linger on the horizon.
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This courtyard is alive with other adventurers training
and learning. Mighty, colorful banners hang from the
towers that encircle this fortress. The richly detailed
emblem of knowledge is engraved on the far wall.
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Nearly-vertical mountainsides reach high away from the
ground below. The black stone on-which you climb is
cold and lifeless. A storm threatens overhead.
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You traverse molding and cobweb infested corridors. This
ruined temple reaks of evil and the horrors of those
creatures summoned here still wander unendingly.
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These ancient dungeons stink of decaying flesh. The
darkness is alive with the echoes of monstrous footsteps
stalking you. The walls are slick with an icky slime
that covers everything.
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A desolate wasteland of over-turned graves, sacrifice
alters, and caskets surrounds you. Tombs and crypts
occasionally speckle this landscape. The ground is
littered with half-eaten body parts.
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Vast caverns extend in all directions from here. The
floor is burnt or acid stained in many places. An
occasional burst of freezing wind whips through the
cavern. The distant roar of flapping wings echoes
constantly.
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Flameswept plains lead through blood-dripping caverns,
and through the tear rivers. The wind crys from
tormented souls trapped in this horrific realm. The
monstrosities inhabiting this place seem to crawl
right from the walls.
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You are falling through a matterless void of darkness.
Black mists crawl across your skin, ripping and tearing
at your soul. Sounds and echoes like nothing you have
heard before caress the sheer emptiness here.
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