Revirtaile world building, Log 2
Date not applicable
Name : Qevi
Hello child. Iy qin'lv lljvrrechhx rrxrrchh?
Yes. I have a story for you. Oyrrm echhu iw llmilq?
That of Travelers, heroes and villains built into the ranks of power which these travelers can't reach. Nll, rrhu myv ulvrrgvyll?
Yeah sorta, you can view it like that. Ui qin orrhm gv mi slchhx qin mi inl wrrñilchmv lljim?
No, lets go to, Revirtaile.
It's not backwards Salari, don't say that. It's nocturnal. Myvlv chll rr uchwwvlvhtv?
Yes child. A big one. Rrflchxym, ovff, ov rrlv yvlv.
Alright listen close. Oy- and don't intrupt me.
Ierrq...
A long time ago there was a set of travelers, wandering from place to place, never staying one place too long. Never having a home of their own. Following the story of these travelers were a set of people, powerful people, their ranks not concretely divided. Some of these people block their journey, forming obstacles not easily defeated, others leading the way like a guiding light, both metaphorically and literally...
Oyrrm trrgv iw myv mlrrñvfvrll?
That's a story for another time. I'm tired now.
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