| <i>You scent the air, your bestial senses coming alive in a sudden moment when your human frame melts away and your Spirit erupts into the open. You glance about, edgy and uneasy, hearing nothing, seeing nothing, smelling nothing, yet you know that something is there. A wolf steps into the open, with a coat like sunbeams and eyes like burning amber. A lion steps pads into view, with a pelt of flaming soot and eyes of darkness. A great avian glides to the ground, with snowy feathers and icy eyes. These are the rulers of Atka.</i> You are not currently logged in under any name. If you have already created an account, click the Login link above. If you have not yet registered, select the Register link. |



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