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located in Western G'ael, a part of The Multiverse, one of the many universes on RPG.

Western G'ael

G'ael is a region that few know of, and fewer still have traveled to. The thick fog and rocky shores that dot its coast make it a dangerous region to traverse by sea, while the icy peaks to the west and south provide a formidable barrier by land.

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Character Portrait: Sarah Prie Character Portrait: Lucia Rowe Bastien
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The silent atmosphere of Western G'ael was one of the natural phenomena that flooded the lands, it was the most dominant existence in the whole of the Multiverse which prevented any other forms of life from standing above it. An abyss, something that stared back at individuals as they looked into it, slowly flooding around the person as it was steadily absorbed into the scene before disappearing from a glance. With the right effort and work, all life could do to prevent such actions is to tame the lands; adapt themselves to suit the environment before it ultimately brings their destruction... That is, until beings from outside of existence itself decides to set foot in the area.

A human sized wormhole opened before a strangely thawed lake in the frozen wastelands of G'ael, the edges of this transportation medium warped the perception of space-time itself as if it pushed the fabric of space apart into some form of tunnel. From the other side of this tunnel was the panicked populace of Wing City, rushing to leave the area of what seemed to be a flaming man and a giant mechanised weapon. However, the main being of focus was the one individual who stood out from the rest; dressed in some strange orange-tinted armour which covered only the vitals of the body: The chest and shoulders as one chest piece while an armoured kilt covered the lower body down to it's knees. Off the bottom of the chest piece hung a myriad of ammunition clips along with an assault rifle and sword held holstered on the sides of the kilt.

And so, this armoured woman walked through this wormhole with a troubled look plagued across her face. Stepping onto the pure white snow which formed a blanket across the whole environment, spreading out into the horizon. Once the realm jumper had fully entered the frozen lands, the wormhole which gave her means of transport closed as suddenly as it opened.

It took a double take for Sarah to notice the presence of a strange woman standing ankle deep in the thawed lake, her troubled looked replaced with a look of curiosity. "Are you alright there? I don't remember there being hotsprings in this area."

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