On the continent of Santis, things were as they always had been. The rare few would get to bond with magnificent powerful creatures. The equines roamed freely, the wolves hunted luxuriously, the dragons along with their winged cousins roamed the sky freely. Mages excelled in their training, soldiers fought bravely, Leader's estates tripled in wealth. Everything was as it should have been.
But then, one day a silvery substance that reminded people of string rained down on Santis, destroying anything in its way. Frightened, the people and beings of Santis tried to escape, and a few did. Strangely, those with bondmates came forward with the mages and together they started to defeat their substance. Now, thread is done, but the damage is evident. Equines and wolves are few, estates are worth next to nothing, havoc is being wrecked by Santis's lesser citizens. Many people died, and a lot of land was destroyed. Now all we can do is cry, cry tears of compassion for this once perfect land. Or, maybe you will be the one to turn it around... to save this land...
Santis
{Tears.are.Falling}
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