[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Iron]

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"...back to the topic of the 'ends of the earth'...so, if Creshire and the soil are the base of the tusk...do you think would the tip be somewhere closer to the sky?  I want to make sure I'm interpreting this correctly."

"I do not know. I would agree that the tip of the tusk may be closer to the sky, but that is likely a... parable? for how western Creshire is closer to the sky than our eastern lands. We consider the gods of the earth to be the stronger, though the sky is no less important."

"I do not need a tent. I have a reed mat and a canvas tarpaulin that I use as shelter. Yes, the legend of the South Wind is still strongly sung, though I do not know a man by the name of Torch."

His throat opens in a wonderful, warm rendition of a familiar tune:
"Hum....breathe...Your breath is the southern wind."
Just the one line, yet clearly sung as intended to be sung.

"Many instruments are needed to do the song justice. Our end of the earth is the one which hosts the Southern Wind. The true version of the song, with the magical flutes of Mamo, can summon an incarnation of the South Wind - different to each trainer, perhaps - to Fly you where you need to go. But only Northward...She is the South Wind, and she cannot carry us home again." His voice catches.