Chapter Two: The Departure

“She has learned so much already.” Arilorn, the head tribesman of the Lenoans spoke in low tones to the high druid, Xiliar. They stood perched atop the highest peak of the Lenoan Mountains, overlooking the young woman that was the topic of their conversation. She, in turn, sat cross legged atop a thin pillar near the edge of the open temple, the steep precipice echoing the chill hollow winds below her…

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From the story Thaw.