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Natlan · 3 min
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Month: Unknown. Day: Unknown. Weather: Foggy... ...Finally here. Ochkanatlan. This ancient city, now occupied by a violent and evil dragon, and the final resting place of ██...
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My 34th pause to rest. I don't know whether it's day or night. There's no wind.
Read textNatlan · Quest text · 6 min
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Finally, this old notebook is coming in handy! My original plan was to personally mentor the newbies, and show them how graffiti is done.
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Heroic Traveler, your fame precedes you! On behalf of the entire Easybreeze Holiday Resort staff, we extend our warmest greetings to you and your companions.
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No matter how the environment changes, a warrior's fighting spirit burns eternal, and the pursuit of martial perfection knows no rest.
Read textNatlan · 10 min · 3 vol.
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As they walked along the winding path toward the storehouse, withered leaves falling around them like gentle rain, she quietly observed his profile, attempting to reconcile his features…
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According to my observations, musical styles on the cutting edge of theory tend to lean toward fusion, absorbing elements from multiple perspectives that are in tension with one another,…
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A gigantic beast that appeared on the Western side of Natlan five hundred years ago, accompanied by other Abyssal monsters.
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No extant records suggest how the Mare Jivari could have disappeared. It seems that all related information was erased alongside the sea of ash itself.
Read textNatlan · 5 min · 3 vol.
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This tapestry is said to have been woven by Sanhaj Kompore, a hero of the Masters of the Night-Wind.
Read textNatlan · 7 min · 3 vol.
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Legends tell that in a time long past, proud dragons roamed freely across the expanses of Natlan, a land they called their home.
Read textNatlan · 11 min · 3 vol.
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It is the third millennium since the flame was stolen. Since records began, there has never been an age as enlightened and reasoned as this.
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Rangi Nui's End is my hometown, And whenever I recall my ancestral lands, The morning sun shines over Rangi Nui, Looking out over Waiata, the spring of flowing song, Looking down upon Te…
Read textNatlan · 10 min · 3 vol.
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Here is chronicled the story of how that wisest sage in all of history, Waxaklahun Ubah Kan, the one known as the Sage of the Stolen Fire, and how the tribe living upon Hanan Pacha, which…
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My 14th pause to rest. I don't know whether it's day or night. There's no wind. I thought I was going to die. The monster ate my left hand and chunked out my lower back.
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My 24th pause to rest. I don't know whether it's day or night. There's no wind. I saw more monsters today, seemingly of the same species.
Read textNatlan · 6 min · 3 vol.
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Oh, my brothers, my children, listen well, Listen well to my name — Djeli Mamoudou of the Children of Echoes. A singer am I of our tribe, a herald of epic tales.
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... Log No. 97: ...The experiment was a failure. As expected, the technology of Ochkanatlan, the Cinder City, is not so easily replicated.
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This tale comes from the desolate, distant past. In those days, the mountains' teeth were still bared like blades against man and beast, thirsting for the souls of the feeble-minded, human…
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The weavers of the Masters of the Night-Wind know every river of the night's domain — they know how stories and poems emerge from the black river of Mictlan.
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After Qoyllor had returned to the skies, Ukuku, blinded by the sun's golden arrows, remained within the tribe, raising the still-young Kuntur alone.
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Long, long ago, that dim star was as bright as all the other stars you now see, yet the lives of the tribespeople were much the same as they are in the present day.
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This is one part of the story of the Volcano Lord's struggle against the people of the tribes.
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