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Windhammer, Copyright Wayne Densley 2001 - 2007 All Rights Reserved
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In the first hour after daybreak the weather turns clear and crisp, the sky a vault of deep blue dappled only infrequently by wisps of high cloud. A wind blows gently from the west and you can smell the forests ahead as they draw closer under Pallenten's relentless gallop. With the Devkraager Tor within reach you set your path firstly to the west, and then veer slightly to the north. The Faeron Marshes quickly recede into the distance to your right, the grasslands again spreading out before you like a vast sea of rolling green.
As you ride on you begin to hear a subtle change in the noises of your passage. Under Pallenten's pounding hooves you can hear the ground becoming firmer, the way more stony. Ahead the plain is punctuated now by large outcrops of protruding rock, mainly piles of granite boulders, within which gnarled and stunted trees wrap their roots and branches. The country changes slowly about you, but you show little interest, you have been in this part of Kalborea before and those times had not always been good ones. These outcrops of rock can hide all manner of dangers, so you steer clear of them as you thunder on even faster now towards the Devkraager Tor.
Soon the ground again changes, the open plains replaced by patches of low brush, and then the first vestiges of the forest that you know encompasses the foothills of the Krodestaag Ranges. Finding a trail ahead you do not stop as you charge deep into the forest.
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Windhammer, Copyright Wayne Densley 2001 - 2007 All Rights Reserved
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