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[i]Before the time of Ruins this world was florishing with life and on top of it all an utopia. From beneath the lands on which we walked a force was born, a grudge, an excistence of darkness. Through ages it raised war upon us and in time most of us became one with it.

Despite it all being warnings we ignored the two faces presented to us. We knew and yet defied the Umbra, so it wrecked the pillars on which we florished and as an punishment and a chance to redeem ourselves placed us on this wasteland of ruins...[/i]

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[hider=Culture]

Nomadic Tribes would be the dominant way of life for humans in Lindhavh.
Wandering folks which travel light, tents, windshelters, knives and bows are essential for survival, a comfortable sheet stuffed with cottonleaf and woven fibers from the stems of the cotton bush. A common vegetable though spread through the world inconsistently in the wild. The nomads of Lindhavh usually collect herbs, roots and berries on which to feed but even so birds and sometimes animals of the ground can add an golden lining on their daily needs.

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[hider=The Land Beyond]

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[hider=The Link of Vhindar]

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[hider=Stormédenh]

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