The road out of Avel Caelora stretches before you, a weathered ribbon of stone t
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The road out of Avel Caelora stretches before you, a weathered ribbon of stone that winds through the gently rolling hills of the Gadencian countryside. The city’s towering spires have long since faded into the distance, replaced by a landscape of lush grass and towering trees that sway gently in the breeze. The air is fresh, carrying the scent of damp earth and the faint aroma of nearby lakes and rivers. Here and there, you catch glimpses of swans gliding gracefully across the water, their feathers bright against the green backdrop, while fish dart just below the surface. Birds occasionally swoop down, dipping their beaks into the cool water before fluttering back into the sky
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The road out of Avel Caelora stretches before you, a weathered ribbon of stone that winds through the gently rolling hills of the Gadencian countryside. The city’s towering spires have long since faded into the distance, replaced by a landscape of lush grass and towering trees that sway gently in the breeze. The air is fresh, carrying the scent of damp earth and the faint aroma of nearby lakes and rivers. Here and there, you catch glimpses of swans gliding gracefully across the water, their feathers bright against the green backdrop, while fish dart just below the surface. Birds occasionally swoop down, dipping their beaks into the cool water before fluttering back into the sky
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