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Complete, First published Jun 05, 2021
WattALegend: Quorin Saga contest submission.

Prompt #1- In Scydelle, a beautiful kingdom with olive trees and vineyards, teenagers aren't allowed to go out after dusk, for a mysterious, cursed dagger is looking for its next young master. It's been said that being the bearer of this weapon comes with an unbearable price. The rumor never made sense to you, until the night it appeared on your family farm and started calling your name.

Prompt #2- In the oceans of Quorin floats the kingdom of Zauthean, a string of islands bearing enough exotic fruits and wild animals to fill anyone's bellies.
Unfortunately, the pirate king of Zauthean has lost an important item from his special collection, but can't speak its name. He has sent word that the finder of his mysterious item will be rewarded with the legendary Pathfinder, a magical lamp that lights the way to treasures beyond the wildest of dreams.
Being the hearty adventurous type, you head out and begin your search. Tell us what happened as you looked for the lost, unknown treasure.

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