[Обрабатывается] Древние камни равнин Он'ары

[Obi-Wan]

1. Древние камни равнин Он'ары

• https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381708
• https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381705
• https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381707
• https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381706
• https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381709

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a. https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381708

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Teera was the first Khanam Matra. Over her lifetime, the division of our people became more pronounced, threatening the tentative pact we made with the green ones. To prevent more division, she called the first Kurnal. In this, she did more than unite families. She united the clans.

Those at the first Kurnal were wary. The words they spoke to honor and celebrate were new. They had no ritual to follow. Like newborn foals, they teetered into the silence and filled it with ceremony.

Each year, that ceremony was renewed. Leaders repeated old rituals and speeches, building tradition. The first Kurnal now serves as a lesson for us all. Trust must begin somewhere, often with a single act. From one grandmother's trust and love, our union was made.

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b. https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381705

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When we first arrived on the Ohn'ahran Plains, we were not alone.
Gnolls lurked in the shadows, grinning with malice as they set their snares.

Our ohuna, soaring overhead, watched their migration.
Ohn'ahra's winds carried mocking laughter to us.
When the children of Maruuk and Teera first faced these foes, the gnolls tested their patience.
They fought with fury and hatred, as if they had nothing to lose.

Inevitably, we pushed them from the plains. We lost many, but they lost more.

But if you see a single gnoll, be wary. Where there is one, there are always many more.
Do not let them surround you. Drive them out. Show them there is no land, no prey, no room for their kind here.

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c. https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381707

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The gardens first called to me in my dreams. In pleasant moments of light slumber, my mind wandered, envisioning the vast forests of the Emerald Dream.

Ysera sensed my fascination. "Somnikus," she said, "You will be the first caretaker of the garden."

In ritual, I contemplated Ysera's portal between that languid realm and our own. I am no sage, no mage. My scales are green, not blue. Yet my mind showed me the way, revealing my path to the Emerald Dream.

In the waking world, the seeds of a great forest sprouted and thrived and soon towered over the place where I dreamed. The trail I blazed has always been sacred to me. In the depths of my dreaming, the gardens await.

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d. https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381706

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Theramus,

I had hoped to leave word with you directly, but this will have to do. The Aspects and I are needed elsewhere. For how long, I cannot say. Something threatens the world--not even Malygos seems to know exactly what we are facing. It seems, in this, we fly blind.

Watch over this place, dear one. Keep it safe, both for the Dream... and for me. I will return soon enough, hopefully in time for the new bloom. We shall plant even more. Together.

Your Dreamer

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e. https://www.wowhead.com/ru/object=381709

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Long ago, a grieving mother lost her only child. She followed his funereal procession to the Eternal Kurgans. Distraught, she cried all day and all night beside his burial mound until she collapsed in mourning. When she awoke, it was with surprise and shock.

For she was lying in the shade of a massive tree that had grown overnight, its boughs outstretched to Ohn'ahra's skies. Beside her, clear water had gathered in small pond. The winds had carried her grief to the ancestors and touched them to respond with gifts to soothe her aching heart.

This place endures here still. The shade and water offer comfort and solace to those that come to the Kurgans to grieve. Even in our deepest sorrow, we are never truly alone.

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