When The Moon Hangs Low
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The twisting vortex known as the Breach stood high above the heads of the people, ever reminding them of the danger that it brought. Haleir Lavellan wanted nothing to do with this, only going to the Conclave out of the need for his clan and their survival, and now he had a glowing mark embedded in his palm. The mark was the only thing that could stop this, and since more than just his clan were in danger, how could he say no and back out? That didn't mean he had to enjoy being in the limelight.
Then something different; another person steps out of a rift much like he did, features covered by a weathered crow's mask. Fractured memories arose to remind the Dalish that they had seen this other individual before, that he had ran through the nightmare scape of the fade with them. He had believed this other person to be a denizen of the fade that took pity and wanted to help, but he was clearly mistaken.
More follows after this individual into the realm of Thedas, and things become more dangerous as they start to emerge.
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