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From out of the north a chill breeze gusts down, rustling your clothing and bearing a faintly disturbing scent that you cannot quite place. You shiver a bit as images of battlefields and hopelessly overburdened healer's infirm rooms come to mind. The wind soon dies, but the image yet remains. |
From out of the north a chill breeze gusts down, rustling your clothing and bearing a faintly disturbing scent that you cannot quite place. You shiver a bit as images of battlefields and hopelessly overburdened healer's infirm rooms come to mind. The wind soon dies, but the image yet remains. |
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High overhead you hear the cry of a hawk. Looking up you spot the kestrel outlined against the sky, its wings outstretched as it floats on the wind. |
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| Province: Unknown |
| Currency: Kronar |
| Population: 1000 |
| Established: Unknown, some time after Crossing. |
| Alternate Names: Kaerna |
| Dominant Race: None |
| Dominant Guild: None |
| Government: Prince Vorclaf |
| Guild Halls: None |
| Patron Deity: None |
| Warnings: |
Overview
Government, History, and Background
Government Type
Prominent People
History
Locations About Town
Landmarks
Unique Shops and Services
Shops
Bars, Inns, and Taverns
Prominent Hangouts
Important Activities
Favors
Task Givers
No known task givers are located in Kaerna
Quests
Clerics might find themselves ending up near Kaerna for a quest.
Creatures:
Maps
Scripts
Miscellaneous
Repeating visions and other events, seen on the roads near, or in Kaerna Village.
From out of the north a chill breeze gusts down, rustling your clothing and bearing a faintly disturbing scent that you cannot quite place. You shiver a bit as images of battlefields and hopelessly overburdened healer's infirm rooms come to mind. The wind soon dies, but the image yet remains.
High overhead you hear the cry of a hawk. Looking up you spot the kestrel outlined against the sky, its wings outstretched as it floats on the wind.