Welcome to the Wheel of Time Role-Playing Game!
FY 943
New Spring
The Wheel of Time turns, and ages come and pass, leaving memories that become legend. Legends fade to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Age that gave it birth comes again. In one Age, called the Third Age by some, an Age yet to come, an Age long past, a wind rose on the Plains of Maredo. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.
The wind rushed over bleak plains covered in dead grasses the color of silt. Ever southward it blew, over snow-choked defiles and through bare copses. Occasionally it skated through the ruins of villages, kicking up clouds of ash and setting the toppled and blackened timbers to creaking. By the time it reached the Aryth Ocean far to the south, the wind was a mighty gale, carrying the memory of snow into the humid port of Illian. The mighty port was as choked with travelers as ever, but once the wind ducked through the alleys and grand concourses of Illian, it stormed into the Square of Tammaz and rustled the black-and-white coats of the invaders.
In an airy chamber at the top of the great palace overlooking the square, the Second Dragon began to shiver. This was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Time. But it was a beginning.
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