Welcome, to The WiseSpirits. Let your imagination be your guide; through the shadows of Sanmovak to the wide open grass of Rahnlaysato, from the burning sands of Halmekyavsotei to the icy winds of Yahtanavara. Wisdom be with you on your journey, and adventure your companion along the way.
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Long ago, when the wildflowers blossomed among the knee-high grass, when the woods and forests spread over the surface of the land, when the mountains stretched out their rocky arms, reaching to the sea with the tips of their fingers, when the earth was rich and vibrant with the vivid hues of harvest and spring, there lived in that time a legend... a legend forgotten in the books of ancient history, but long cherished in the hearts of those who experienced it. This legend grew across the plains, spreading like a trail of ivy vines, to the borders of the lands of the world. A cry of freedom, the strength of the mountainside, a gait so fast it is not yet named. Hoofbeats vibrating the grasses of the hills and the stones of the mountain. This legend was a power strengthened by the will of its own heart. This was a herd of strength, of power, of loyalty, of sacrifice, a herd of celestial freedom and wisdom...
The WiseSpirits.
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Guild
Herd of Celestial Freedom
The Second Realm
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