The Seer
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Magic exists.
It's all around us. In the air we breath, in the places we live. Creatures are born from it, But have since fallen into hiding since humans rose to the top. Humans born with the ability to see beyond the cloaking powers of the Veil know of magical existence. These humans, rare born every few centuries, are known as Seers.
And Seers are rare and sought after. With a power of unfallible sight, able to see through to the weakness of any creature, they are both enemies and allies amidst magical circles. Since the Sightless Purge however, no new Seers have arose.
None until now...
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