Verdant Desert
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Rose is halfling elf bred along with many others to help cultivate the land after the Elven were cursed by Nature herself. Raised within the walls of the Crimson Cathedral she along with her many sisters praise and revere their Elven ancestors and curse their human blood. But all will soon change when Rose is found to be an aspect of a deep long lost power, prophesied to bring Elf kind back to its original glory. Sent to the Shining City in the middle of a vast desert to be the elves guiding light and Holy Mother; Rose must be their spiritual vessel. But there are cracks in their ancient ways cracks that may threaten to swallow them whole.
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