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| | == Current Events == | | == Current Events == |
| | * Session 1 | | * Session 1 |
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| − | == Star Dream ==
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| − | You are standing on a barren hot desert plain beneath a blood red sky. A number of figures, obviously
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| − | haggard from their trek into this wasteland, approach. When they reach you, one wails, “Great secret
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| − | keeper… why did you call us here… surely you have killed us!” You smile and respond, “I have never
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| − | lured potential students to their death.” With a wave of your hand and an effort of will, the mirage in
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| − | the distance forms into a mirrored castle somewhat the worse for wear. “How did you create such a
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| − | fortress!” exclaims another of your new students. “I did not create it. I allowed it to be seen… and I much
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| − | prefer to think of it as a school…” you respond.
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| − | When you enter the gates, you go not into a castle but to the edge of a great battle. A burst of deadly
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| − | arcane energy hurls towards you, winking out with a wave of your hand. You look behind you at the
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| − | multitude of young frightened mages… sorcerers and warlocks... “Students, it is time for the Veiled
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| − | alliance to unveil its true strength don’t you?”
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| − | Your vision turns to a red light from a star that seems to bleed. You wake up with a tattoo.
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