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Wherein the truths of past and present are revealed.
In which we transmute baser materials into gold.
The first hope of a life upon the surface in a thousand years, its lush landscape still holds many secrets and dangers for settlers.
Everywhere still scarred by the Aether's touch. These lands are oft inhabited by half-demon abominations and their undead masters, in what passes for 'civilization' upon the surface.
The realm of the drow, carved from the foundations of the world through old magics.
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