[Gunner]

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

Forgotten stories passed by word of mouth speak of an ancient place. 
A place where the veil between the material and the spiritual grows thin and the echo of past battles and revelries can be heard echoing though the valleys. 
Where the earth scrapes the cosmos and snow falls with the stillness of the stars above. 
A place where one could swear the mountains speak to you. 

You simply must be open to listening to them.

Unfortunately in recent times it seems to have grown quiet. 
An unnatural and serene bleakness has enraptured the land. 
Something is wrong, and it must be righted. 
In His name.

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Attendees: The Dauntless + The Shattered Flock (However Many The DM Is Willing To Take)

Risk: COD

Theme: Giant/Aemir Lore Intensive, Pilgrimage, Spiritual Journey

Reward: To be discussed further with DM

DM: This Could Be You

Contact: Zoe the Gun#3309

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