"The Rise of Fairfeather Keep" as written by Sister Kimrah Fairfeather
Fairfeather Keep, it's grey walls proud against the icy blue of the Mountains, has stood for as long as the gryphons of the Sisters have cried. The castle was built tall, so the snows coming down from the Caves and beyond could not reach the windows or doors - that way the creatures residing inside could come and go as they pleased. Creatures, humans, elves, these races lived in harmony; together in the towers known as Fairfeather Keep.
But it was not always so.
There was a time in history that Fairfeather Keep was nothing more than snow and ice, far up in the Mountains, and Sister Kimrah Fairfeather was nothing more than an adventurous young elf, blind to her destiny. They called her, way back before the griffins roosted in these towers, Kimrah Redarrow.
Kimrah Redarrow, the Bane of Silva Forest.
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