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🗺️ The Archives of Eldoria

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“History is not written at all. It is screamed into the wind and caught by those who know how to listen.”

— High Archivist Rhaelle

In the vast expanse of the cosmos, very few worlds burn with as much brilliance and secrets as Eldoria; a realm where the breath of ancient magic still stirs the air, and the wreckage of fallen empires litter the horizon. Eldoria’s history is a rising crescendo of countless voices—carried by the deeds of kings and rebels, the roar of dragonfire, the whispers of sorcerers, and the resounding anthems of the Bards.

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A “crescendo” of voices? I suppose that’s one way to describe the screaming.

Kings and rebels leave the same mess for the Archives to clean up: endless piles of broken treaties and blood-stained ledgers that I have to somehow make sense of.

In all its splendor, Eldoria is a testament to the unyielding spirit of adventure: a world of high banners and low alleys, of cathedral bells and forbidden ruins, of courts that smile politely whilst sharpening knives behind velvet curtains. Empires have risen on ideals and fallen to arrogance; mad saints have become tyrants, and kind tyrants have been remembered as saints—depending on who paid the scribes.

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The “unyielding spirit of adventure” is just a polite term for a thousand years of looting.

We call them “cathedrals” and “ruins” now, but they were built on the backs of those whose names we conveniently forgot to record. As for the “paid scribes”—I should know. I’ve balanced their ledgers for forty years, and the ink for a “saint” costs exactly twice as much as the ink for a “tyrant.”*

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