Ah, the verdant rolling hills of the Tareldhal. Where the coastal winds meet the uplands and dump all of their moisture. Leaving the plains beyond dry and arid most of the year until the winter storms blow the clouds over the Tareldhal before they can drop all of their precepitation.
Ah, the verdant rolling hills of the Tareldhal. Where the coastal winds meet the uplands and dump all of their moisture. Leaving the plains beyond dry and arid most of the year until the winter storms blow the clouds over the Tareldhal before they can drop all of their precepitation.
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