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| + | The name sounded softly, almost a question whispered on the hot desert breeze and a lone man standing in a field of golden barley straightened and turned around, a worn hoe held in his large calloused hands. Of just more than common height, his wide back and strong chest had been turned to the color of bronze by the sun and bare to the sun, it glistened in beads and rivulets of sweat. He lifted a powerful arm and shielded his soft golden brown eyes with a strong hand and squinting under the bright noonday sun as he scanned his fields. | ||
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| + | [[Guilds/Kingdom_of_Ra/Deep|"Choltai?" he called out, puzzled when he saw nobody nearby to have called his name.]] | ||
Revision as of 07:16, 5 December 2009
Founding and History
Laws of Ra
laws of Kor
Borders
map of Kor
Levels and Promotions
guild levels equal titles
Expectations
expectations
Layout and Equipment
physical layout and societal layout
Deep in the desert
where one day melts into the next
"Klax."
The name sounded softly, almost a question whispered on the hot desert breeze and a lone man standing in a field of golden barley straightened and turned around, a worn hoe held in his large calloused hands. Of just more than common height, his wide back and strong chest had been turned to the color of bronze by the sun and bare to the sun, it glistened in beads and rivulets of sweat. He lifted a powerful arm and shielded his soft golden brown eyes with a strong hand and squinting under the bright noonday sun as he scanned his fields.
"Choltai?" he called out, puzzled when he saw nobody nearby to have called his name.
