The cloaked group trudged through the red sand,the iron masks on their face reflecting the three bitter suns light.The eyes beneath the masks all uttered a silent thank-you to the god of the night-even though none of them have every seen night-when they saw the sands give way to a pristine and shimmering lake.But their slim hopes starved to death as they saw the water drop suddenly,until all they could see was a great crater in the ground.The leader ran to the edge of the chasm and looked down.He saw water although a mile down from where it was supposed to be.He quickly ordered the team to start digging out the basics of a fort."Strangsm or." muttered the voice as he looked down on the activity.
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This is going to be a community game that lasts until the underworld known bitterly as the land of the forever sun ends.There is two valleys separated by huge mountains.Each one of them contains a packet of Darkelves and only the Darkelves.Why the Darkelves are here
They used to be elves who worshiped the god of night but broke away from the rest of the elves at the gods command.A bloody war broke out and darkelves were winning but the sun god banished them to a underworld that's worse then death for the darkelves.
it will be put into the story later if you can wait.