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Here is a sea of grass and rolling hills, stretching far as the eye can see. Far to the east and west, past the fields of green and autumn-orange, mountain ranges rise up and past the clouds: cliffs to the heavens, climbing without end.
Blai in The Wandering Inn
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He looks a bit gobsmacked. "Izril is north, I believe, but—do you know you're in Chandrar?"
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"No, I was kidnapped and not informed as to the destination." He does not expect to get all the way back to Liscor but it's the way to head.