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Night fell slowly accross the Westlands, bringing with it an intense cold
that bore no sign of snow or spring. To the far north, stentries along the
blight began their long watches- keeping their ever watchfull eyes on the
movements of the Dark One's forces. Around Caemlyn the Whitecloaks made
their camps secure for the night and further away trollocs prepared for
their nightime games. This would be a good night to hunt. In small and
large villages all over the westlands, Winter's Eve was celebrated with
increased viggor, hopping that spring would come and the winter would abate.
Nature, etc.
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