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Eternal Embers: The Saga of N'elenia's Guardians
The Power of Expression: Art as a Language

The Power of Expression: Art as a Language

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The Demon Lord N'nuzaa

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When N’elenia and N’leeyol returned to their creator, they saw a small planet, and on that planet, he created us, the Luminarae. His second creation was the place where he gave life. He told N’elenia to give us fire, and so she did, and he told N’leeyol to give us his light to be part of our souls, and so he did. So our souls are created from N’elenia’s fire and N’leeyol’s light, and with N’neznna’s order, we are their sons and daughters.”

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He opened his right hand. The Goddess of Fire N’elenia stood in his palm. Her presence was like a dance of flames, with fiery red, orange, and gold particles around her. Her eyes, burning red, hold the same warmth as a roaring bonfire. Her hair was flowing like liquid metal down her back. It looked like it was alive with the constant movement of flames. Her skin, touched by the essence of fire, had a soft glow that hinted at the unlimited power that resided within her. Covered with a white robe and a burning staff in her left hand, she kneeled at her creator, waiting for his order.

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N’leeyol was already kneeling, his black helmet covering his face, his black armor covering the rest of his body, and on his back the legendary sword The Black Sun.

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The old man looked up at the sky; three suns stood high in the sky, two smaller ones and one much larger, almost split in half.

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Known map of Emberen

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Not long after passing through the gate he came upon a sacred site – another shrine dedicated to N'elenia, the goddess of fire. The flames of the fire danced high in the sky. It was a sanctuary in the midst of the darkness that surrounded him. By the fire, seated on a stone pedestal, was a figure in black armor. The knight's armor bore the marks of countless battles, with dents and scratches that told the story of a long and difficult journey. He couldn't see his face, because he wore a helmet. The knight turned his helmeted head slightly, acknowledging Emberen's presence without a word. The flames danced and cast shadows across his armor.

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Known map of Lucius