The Bone Forest Pact
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Terminé ven., sept. 5, 202534m
The continent of Nharuun is divided by the Bone Forest, a petrified woodland stretching for hundreds of miles. The trees are fossilized, white as marble, and hum with dormant magic. No one enters and returns unchanged-if they return at all.
Legend says the forest was once alive, ruled by a Coven of Druid-Queens who made a pact with the earth itself. They gave up their mortality to bind wild magic and protect the balance between life and death.
Now, the balance is breaking.
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