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Mol Rehan, the Kingdom of Towers. And in this case, the towers are the mountains that so dominate the skyline of their home lands. The land itself may be ancient in its creation, but the peoples discovery of it is new, and so much of this world is yet untouched, unmarked by Wurmians and their lives. From the coll, crisp slopes of this land comes tales of new beginnings, of conquering mountain and valley, of a population yet to tame the world fully.
Skill and knowledge are the prerequisites of survival, and what these people will have to say will be good fodder for any Wurmian or person thinking of joining our world. But in you reading, do not neglect the Jenn Kellon or The Horde, for they have their tales too.
Bard of Wurm
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Thursday, 09 October 2008 08:55 |
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 The adventure of two friends across the oceans to the newly discovered lands of Mol Rehan as told by Beastenator
One day when the daily life in Wurm got a bit dull, Yeti and I decided to go out and see a bit of the world. We travelled to Roadside on Jenn Kellon and started to follow the highway to the west, the direction where the sun sets. It seemed like the highway didn’t end and we had been following it for hours before we hit a crossroad.
"Where to go now?", Yeti asked.
"To the south," I replied, "I heard there were some interesting ruins there."
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Written by Kingdom Scribe
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Sunday, 05 October 2008 15:48 |
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As soon as the new lands of Mol Rehan were discovered, it was clear that this overwhelming landscape would offer challenges and opportunities that would attract a very special kind of Wurmian. Here, Lara, a player who created a brand new character for this brand new world, gives her story.
What was this new found place Mol Rehan? What great adventures would lie there? I knew a little about the wonderful worlds of Wurm from having spent time in Jenn-Kellon and very brief jaunts into Wild, but the draw to this unexplored region was too much and a new character for a new place was born.
Popping up out of the mist I found myself in a wide grassy plain I later discovered was called Alchemist Bay, surrounded by nothing but a barman, ghostly spirits and rather sly looking guides. I did some simple chores for a guide and earned some treasured tools. Now what? Where to begin? No buildings, no established mines nor public resources nearby; I was truly on my own and completely ecstatic!
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