Tianlu: The Highland Kingdom the World Forgot to Conquer
"We were not lost. We chose to be elsewhere" — Inscription above the Pass of Zhinlian A Plateau Above the World Five
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"We were not lost. We chose to be elsewhere" — Inscription above the Pass of Zhinlian A Plateau Above the World Five hundred years ago, when the Citadel at Taiyuan was completed and the Kingdom of Tianlu formally took shape, the lowland kingdoms of Mystaria barely noticed. Tianlu had
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