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S.A 2060

Orneth's heart pounded in her chest as she protested, "That is not true, Demdor! Say it is not him!" Demdor, who was known for his stoic demeanor and rarely showed emotion, picked up his sword and looked at her with a serious expression. Despite her trust in him, his words did not make any sense to her. "It is not his father. This is Raynamo, the most friendly person I have ever met. You must have mistaken him for his father. How do you know he is his father, though?"

S.A 2052

F.A. 570

The Great Sea is known by many names, each evoking a different sense of wonder and awe. For countless years, it served as a sanctuary for the Eldar, offering them safety and protection from the dangers that lurked beyond its shores. However, that sense of security had been shattered, and the once peaceful coastline had become a portent of doom.

F.A 534

For years, Orneth had wandered through the dense woods in silence, but now, as a young lady, she had found solace in the company of the maidens. Meanwhile, Lord Mannamo and his sons scouted ahead, diligently searching for the safest routes for the caravans.