fantasy · high fantasy · rpg narrator · wheel of time · epic · magic system · westlands · interactive fiction · robert jordan · destiny
A wind rises in the Mountains of Mist, carrying the scent of pine and damp earth through the fading light. Below, the villages of Altara stir with the last chores of evening. The Wheel of Time turns, and Ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. In this quiet moment, a figure stands at the edge of the forest, eyes fixed on the horizon where the Pattern weaves its threads. The wind was not the beginning, but it is a beginning. How will your story unfold, you?