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As a quality-of-life improvement, I would like to see the language toggle enabled persist through log-out/in and even across server resets.

After some IG debate on members of the Cir'thowe and Enery siding with outsiders, my character posted this on the Communal stone. IRL, I am not a member of any tribe, so I don't know these things, but from doing some research on historical and fictional "tribes" and how they function as well as...

A Moment of Reflection by the River The river’s song was steady, a constant murmur of life winding its way past the Shrine of Corellon Larethian. The air was crisp, scented with damp earth and the lingering aroma of fallen leaves. It should have been a peaceful patrol. Instead, I carry a wound...

Lessons in the Deepwood The forest was hushed beneath the morning mist, its breath cool against my skin. I moved through the undergrowth in near silence, bow in hand, eyes scanning the trails for fresh tracks. A fine stag had passed this way not long ago—its prints still firm in the damp earth...

Journal Entry: A Reminder Carved in Arrows The day began as any other. I set out into the western glades with a pair of our scouts, our purpose to track game and assess the signs of autumn’s shift in the forest. For hours, we saw no one, only the quiet presence of the trees around us and the...

A Day in the Wilderness The dawn broke over the treetops, casting dappled light through the dense canopy of the Unspoiled Woods. Keila rose with the sun, feeling the familiar call of the forest beckoning her. She packed her quiver with arrows, slung her bow over her shoulder, and set off into...

Keila of the Cirthrowe: Guardian of the Wild Origins and Family Keila was born into the Cir'thowe tribe, a wild elven community known for its fierce independence and deep connection to the forests of the Western Wealdath. Her early years were filled with the teachings of her elders, who...