Zone The Pale Reach
Wave 1 / 10
Folk100
Gold0
Souls0
Embers0
Marching
New Frontier?

Beyond this ground waits richer earth — room for more folk, deeper veins to dig, sturdier trees for the fire.

The fire here goes cold. The camp is left behind — tent, mine, forge, all of it.

You carry 0 embers into the next dawn.

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“The old home is gone. The cold took it.
We who remain walked the long road.
The Pale Reach holds. We build here. Now.
Until the snow finds us again.”
— Cael of the Long Road
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