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1. For the Sariks, every year starts with a goodbye.
As soon as the days start to extend, every young adult come to age has to go roam the world to find new land and discover themself.
Some separations are harder than other. Here a mother can’t let go of her daughter.
62-68/365 : Mylian, the youngest of the divine children, was the ruler the kingdom deserved.
Good and fair, she was loved by the people, the children and the skies. And respected amongst the lords. 1/2
57-60/365: "Many times Nyw'g, armed with his obsidian spear, engaged in battles with the Skörs.
Never was he victorious.."
48/365 : When suddenly...
(tried something with the colors, let me know what you think)
47/365 : *and as the sun started rising Milian with a pounding heart says:*
"Take me instead !"
"Ahhh the famous 'human bound', how fascinating !
You are fools... Fine I'll take the deal"
41/365 : Nywolin, the immortal, youngest heir to the Skordir crown, the mightiest commander this planet has seen.
Fear her.