Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20161218033744

the 15th of Mirtul, the melting, 1378 DR. Six years after the spellplague ravaged neverwinter...

The village Mildcliffe, once a bustling and advanced village in Ebberon, has wound up in the middle of sudden, unforgiving winters. The land around it seems totally different, and savage barbarians have begun to raid them... The cherry blossom tree that thrives in the center of the village seems to radiate a heat across the village, saving it from the harsh, new lands... The few scholars in the town are theorizing what has happened to the village with no avail... Then some of the spotters see the light of a campfire.

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