Matremo
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The land was once inhabited by giants and elves, until the half-lings began to appear, weird creatures with round ears and sharp tongues like the elves. An era of war and dominion has been brought upon by the rise of the half-lings, they call themselves man, they are obliterating those who are bigger and enslaving those who are smaller. The giants who once moved the mountains are being slaughtered, and the elves who once protected the forest have to work in the personal gardens of humans. The balance has now been shifted, and the time of man shall be the end of order, but written in prophecy is a possible savior. "With those who lie below, shall rise the one who can rise above."
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Moth

They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.

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