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| This land is a place of meeting for all alliences. The grass is lush and in abundance, and those who do not have a herd live here.
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| Most mares looking for love will stray into the depths of the dense fir forest, arriving at the center where the golden sunlight filters through the boughs of the trees. They must beware though, as many stallions with things other than love in mind can lurk in the shadows.
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| This valley lies between huge mountains on each side, and sometimes, the way the wind whistles through the trees tops and echos across the sides of the cliffs, it seems like the shadows themselves are screaming.
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| These grounds are parched; it is extremely rare for rain to fall here. On the opposite side of the mountain from the hollow, the monsterous peak creates a rainshadow, blocking the clouds from passing into the sandy soil. This is where stallions and mares alike come to battle, and the seemingly timeless judge emerges from the deepest recesses of the cliffs to announce the winner.
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| (HAY - thee - in)The cliffs of the Haithien coastline jut out into the violent seas below, which constantly throw spray onto the rocks. Pools of murky sea water gather on the surface, and you can see your reflection everywhere, like the broken shards of a mirror.
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| (ALL - tim - are)These forests are constanlty in shadows, the thick canopy of the massive trees blocking out most of the sunlight. The wind has special qualities here, and seems to howl mournfully at night.
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| (Debb - oh - nee)Debbonee, while not being that tallest peak, is a formidable landform to be sure. A few sparse fir trees have taken root in the collections of dirt in the crevices, and the movements of the earth have carved caves deep into the rock.
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| (Den - GRAH - see)These plains have thick golden grasses and sparse, thick trees. The temperatures are hot, but the rain falls often.
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| (Fin - TAHR - ee)These falls have crystal clear waters and lush grass; there is also a deep cave filled with shimmering rocks behind the curtain of rushing water.
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| Debbonee Peak casts an everlasting shadow on these wastelands that are home to the almost mythical brothers.
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| These meadows are full of unusally lush green grass, and are sheparded by the gaurdian brother Gabriel. This is where horses come to pay respects to their ancestors.
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| This parched and lifeless place is overseen by the brother Crypsion. This is where horses come to die if they truly repent their rueful lives, or to mourn the sinful lives of their predecessors. There is never any wind, rain, or other form of weather here, and it is deathly quiet.
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