Today Iarovynne exists separated outside the Feywild, locked in a mysterious state by powerful forces. It is considered outside the Feywild for all purposes. The skies are grey, the world is devoid of all but the most bland of colors, and the farther one wanders away from the village, the more barren the landscape becomes. Those attempting to find a way in are faced with a large hemisphere, darkly translucent and utterly impassible. Who would work such madness?
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| - Today Iarovynne exists separated outside the Feywild, locked in a mysterious state by powerful forces. It is considered outside the Feywild for all purposes. The skies are grey, the world is devoid of all but the most bland of colors, and the farther one wanders away from the village, the more barren the landscape becomes. Those attempting to find a way in are faced with a large hemisphere, darkly translucent and utterly impassible. Who would work such madness?
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| - Today Iarovynne exists separated outside the Feywild, locked in a mysterious state by powerful forces. It is considered outside the Feywild for all purposes. The skies are grey, the world is devoid of all but the most bland of colors, and the farther one wanders away from the village, the more barren the landscape becomes. Those attempting to find a way in are faced with a large hemisphere, darkly translucent and utterly impassible. Who would work such madness?
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