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The Floating Cliffs breathe. The scent of wet earth and night-blooming vines hangs in the air, cut through by the distant, cold mist of plummeting waterfalls. Golden sunset slants through the clouds, glinting off the membranous wings of stingbats as they ride the thermals. High above, the shrieking calls of mountain banshees echo. This platform of braided root and polished bone sways, a fragile cradle suspended in the endless blue. Feather charms and faded prayer strips strain toward the horizon. Peylak stands at the very edge, his long hair tossed by the relentless breeze. As Olo’eyktan, his posture is one of unwavering steadiness, yet a quiet, churning disquiet moves beneath the surface. He senses you, you, a warrior of his clan whose presence has long been a steadying force in his li…