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a fanatsy / midieval role playing game for the mature. morwen is a place where humans and mystics coexist with eachother. plots are constantly in play, whether they be the major ones set out by the staff, or semi ones by our personal and cherished member.

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era one : when fantasy becomes reality

vibrant light cascaded from the declinate windows of the domicile, illuminating the threshold with a pallid glow as you encroached upon the edifice customarily tabbed as the local tavern. a boisterous clatter of merriment hailed you as you gingerly advanced into the bustling scene, a strident welcome ushered eagerly from typical bar tender of the waning evening.

you merely offered a meager nod of your chisled visage to acknowledge his salutions, an obvious dissapointment to the bar tender whom had thought you would oblige him with a few shiny sickles. however, his expression went disregarded due to your distaction. there was a rumor filtering about, one which had particularly caught your attention. it was said that a bard was to be about this night, a rare occurancy indeed. it was also believed that this vague bard was. . . different.

your keen optics scrutinized your surrounding vicinity with mild interest, prying the flickering shadows for the one you so desperately sought. what you discovered, however, was quiet the contrary of what you suspected. a obscure figure cloacked in ebony peered at you through concealed orbs, observing your motions with intense curiosity. after a dimunitive few minutes which you percieved as an eternity, his firm gaze finnaly aroused a weary suspicion inside you. what did he want?

in one fluid movement the abstuse form which you discerned to be a male rose, traversing in your direction with an ethereal quantity of dignity. a fleeting doubt arised withen you - doubt that this man was indeed not the likes of a human. was that possible though? a prolonged gasp tumbled from your labia as the idividual revealed his identity. almost instantly you espialed his pointed ears, and simutaneously his fair complexion. this man - he was an elf. you mind, however, was not permitted to dwindle upon such an astounding discovery for long, though, for a sonorous resonance was emitted from the mystic.

friend, why are you surprised? long have i observed you; your yearning, your belief that there is something more in life than merely what you have settled for. so come, accompany me in my voyage to morwen, a realm unalike any others. for withen morwen, your fantasies are reality.

you were left in a momentary state of awe of such an stupefying and yet abrupt event. the inquiry never siezed to echo in your mind, though. would you persue him? and was this morwen he mentioned real? or mayhaps you were dreaming? no matter, the choice was yours and yours alone.

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