The cities and villages of Melrath are as varied and diverse as they come. The capital of Raelia is the the jewel of this western kingdom, playing host to a merchants, artisans, Aesir priests, as well as a cut throat political landscape dominated by the nobles of Raelia. To the south in the depths of the Myrkvior Forest lies Melrath's second largest, and oldest city, Fensalir. Here people have learned to live alongside spirits and the natural world by maintaining their loyalty to traditions laid down the first Melrathi. To the east lies the small fishing village of Noatun, and to the western mountains rests the Mer city of Verimeer, the brewing town of Alivilda and the alpine village Vormund.
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61th Ymiden 719
When the storm finally had died down a profound silence had settled over the city. There hadn't been any sounds at all, or so it had felt to the people who had endured the chaos. The thunder and the sounds of falling trees and crashing houses had ceased. The shouting people and the screaming animals had fallen silent.
The floors in Sol’ange’s house had been full of injured people and Sol’ange herself had seemed even more tired than Ashling. Worried, Ashling had told her mother to go and get some sleep, because people would need here again, later. They couldn’t afford to let her work herself into a crash. Sol’ange had hesitated, but then she had nodded. She had went to sleep and left it to Ashling and the helpers to tidy up a bit, clean the tools and organize them. They had been exhausted and even though their work had been easy compared to what they had been through it had been an ordeal. After this ... the helpers had slept. But, someone had to keep an eye on the injured. Ashling had drunk what was left of the strengthening drug that could keep people going for a longer time than what was natural. She had only been half-asleep the whole night.
Now it was the next morning. Reinforcements had arrived. Ashling had woken up feeling miserable and dizzy and Sol'ange had sent her home ...
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