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Andvakan town try outTown name: Alfdís
History/Legend: The town was founded by a Nord woman, Alfdís. Having traveled from Solitude in Skyrim, with her loyal dog and small flock of sheep, she settled the area of lush grass and rich soil, weaving beautiful fabrics and rugs from her growing flock. People were drawn to her farm, and soon became part of it, working for her. The town grew and prospered, even after her death. A statue is dedicated to her, and is found in the town square. She holds her head high, hair blowing in the wind, holding a small lamb. It is said that she guards the flocks at night, wandering as a ghost through the fields, and that she won't harm the shepherds, but will terrify any trouble makers, and destroy thieves.
The town's emblem is of a gold and white ram
Town/surrounding area Description: Alfdís is a strong farming community. With a small, dense forest surrounding the town, it is generally protected from the harsh wind during winter. Lush g
Helping the YoungRosalie
The morning sun stretched it’s rays through the tall pines, filtering through to the mist below, illuminating the forest in an almost magical way. Rosalie sighed as she walked slowly through the mist. This moment reminded her so much of her home, though instead of the tall oaks and aspens, the pines dominated here.
Her little one Gilraen was with Brynmore, exploring and getting into trouble as always. Bryn worried about the both of them, but since he was close enough to hear any trouble, she’d taken this chance to find some new plants and herbs to try. Her small stock at their hollow tree den was running low.
Ears swiveling about for any sound of danger, she walked on, her eyes squinting to see through the bright mist.
Alluna woke up to a ray of sunshine that pierced through the mist. She got to her legs and looked around the cave everyone else was asleep, she walked out of the cave and stretched to wake up properly.
Her friend Tot
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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