The forests of Urgath have never been places of light, and the millennia of the presence of the Dark Ones has blighted them down to their roots. Here, the tree wraiths, in Fiara still obeying the laws of the forest goddess Elen, are dark creatures filled with rot and viciousness. as is everything in Urgath. They are lurking in the darkness of the forest and in the mists lying over the swamps, and they clasp their victims with gnarled arms, intent on draining their blood.
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| - The forests of Urgath have never been places of light, and the millennia of the presence of the Dark Ones has blighted them down to their roots. Here, the tree wraiths, in Fiara still obeying the laws of the forest goddess Elen, are dark creatures filled with rot and viciousness. as is everything in Urgath. They are lurking in the darkness of the forest and in the mists lying over the swamps, and they clasp their victims with gnarled arms, intent on draining their blood.
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| - The forests of Urgath have never been places of light, and the millennia of the presence of the Dark Ones has blighted them down to their roots. Here, the tree wraiths, in Fiara still obeying the laws of the forest goddess Elen, are dark creatures filled with rot and viciousness. as is everything in Urgath. They are lurking in the darkness of the forest and in the mists lying over the swamps, and they clasp their victims with gnarled arms, intent on draining their blood.
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