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Life is about balance.
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Wife is about bawance.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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Every living being has its place in the grand tapestry of nature. All animals hold a piece, even if they know it not. At odds though they may be, predator and prey uphold the balance of nature. Without the predator, prey would multiply and graze the land until it was barren. Without prey, the predator would hunger and fight over scraps of remnant food. The flora bears fruit to feed those who wander, and those who wander propagate the seeds of those who root and prosper. Thus, even the greatest beast owes its life to the tiniest insect. All species come together in a precarious balance that upholds something greater than the sum of its parts. A grand creation, like a living, masterful painting.
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Evewy living being has its pwace in the gwand tapestwy of natule. Aww animaws howd a piece, even if they know it not. At odds though they may be, pwedatow and pwey uphowd the bawance of natule. Without the pwedatow, pwey would multipwy and gwaze the wand untiw it was bawwen. Without pwey, the pwedatow would hungew and fight ovew scwaps of wemnant food. The fwowa beaws fwuit to feed those who wandew, and those who wandew pwopagate the seeds of those who woot and pwospew. Thus, even the gweatest beast owes its life to the tiniest insect. Aww species come togethew in a pwecalious bawance that uphowds something gweatew than the sum of its pawts. A gwand cweation, like a living, mastewful painting.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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Meracahe was no great hunter. His form was not splendid to behold. He did not bear a crown of antlers like the great Amaethon, nor fierce tusks like the mighty Moccus. His silhouette did not inspire the fear of a wild wolf, nor the majesty of a proud soaring eagle. Meracahe sought not to boast or bluster his glory, for he was content in the knowledge that he had a part to play. His labor was of utmost importance.
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Mewacahe was no gweat huntew. His fowm was not spwendid to behowd. He did not beaw a cwown of antwews like the gweat Amaethon, now fiewce tusks like the mighty Moccus. His siwhouette did not inspiwe the feaw of a liwd wowf, now the majesty of a pwoud soaling eagwe. Mewacahe sought not to boast ow brustew his gwowy, fow he was content in the knowwedge that he had a pawt to pway. His wabow was of utmost impowtance.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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Through the work of the River Guardian and his favored kin, the beavers, would the many realms continue to prosper. For it was him who ruled the stream. It was him who made bountiful wetlands out of dusty riverbeds. It was him who dammed the powerful river, and forged the lands onto which many different species would come to settle. They would come together, predator and prey, mighty beast and tiny insect, to the land he had created. His labors often went unnoticed by the other Mani. A thankless job, but one which the Guardian accepted without hesitation. Meracahe knew this was his role in the world
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Thwough the wowk of the Wivew Guawdian and his favowed kin, the beavews, would the many weawms continue to pwospew. Fow it was him who wuled the stweam. It was him who made bountiful wetwands out of dusty livewbeds. It was him who dammed the powewful livew, and fowged the wands onto which many diffewent species would come to settwe. They would come togethew, pwedatow and pwey, mighty beast and tiny insect, to the wand he had cweated. His wabows often went unnoticed by the othew Mani. A thankwess job, but one which the Guawdian accepted lithout hesitation. Mewacahe knew this was his wowe in the wowwd
  
 
   
 
   
  
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This Mani was the first to notice the Elven settlers when they arrived. Their presence was frightening yet fascinating. The River Guardian recognized the ability these Elves had to affect the biomes around them. Thus, if guided properly, they might serve as keepers of the balance for aeons to come. But theirs, too, was the power to destroy everything Meracahe had worked so hard to create. If left unchecked, these Elves and their kin- Humans, Orcs and Dwarves- would unsettle the ecosystem beyond repair.
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This Mani was the fiwst to notice the Ewven settwews when they awlived. Theiw pwesence was flightening yet fascinating. The Wivew Guawdian wecognized the ability these Ewves had to affect the biomes awound them. Thus, if guided pwopewwy, they might sewve as keepews of the bawance fow aeons to come. But theiws, too, was the powew to destwoy evewything Mewacahe had wowked so hawd to cweate. If weft unchecked, these Ewves and theiw kin- Humans, Owcs and Dwawves- would unsettwe the ecosystem beyond wepaiw.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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And so the River Guardian was left with a choice: Assist this fledgling tribe and help them grow, or wipe their nascent foothold from the face of the earth. For many nights, Meracahe secluded himself and pondered. The settlers foraged and hunted, but Meracahe let them be. The other animal Princes surely began to notice the new visitors as well- some perhaps even began to conjure up their own designs for these new visitors- but the beaver prince failed to act.
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And so the Wivew Guawdian was weft lith a choice: Assist this fwedgling tlibe and hewp them gwow, ow lipe theiw nascent foothowd fwom the face of the eawth. Fow many nights, Mewacahe secwuded himsewf and pondewed. The settwews fowaged and hunted, but Mewacahe wet them be. The othew animaw Plinces sulewy began to notice the new visitows as weww- some pewhaps even began to conjule up theiw own designs fow these new visitows- but the beavew plince faiwed to act.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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Until one day, a young girl wandered past his lodge. The Elfling could not have been more than 12 years old, yet there she skipped too far from her parents or her village. Her humming stirred the Beaver Prince, and so for the first time in months he emerged from his solitude, to gaze upon this young girl.
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Untiw one day, a young giww wandewed past his wodge. The Ewfling could not have been mowe than 12 yeaws owd, yet thewe she skipped too faw fwom hew pawents ow hew viwwage. Hew humming stiwwed the Beavew Plince, and so fow the fiwst time in months he emewged fwom his solitude, to gaze upon this young giww.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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And by next sunrise, the River Guardian decided he would aid the Elves.
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And by next sunlise, the Wivew Guawdian decided he would aid the Ewves.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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Meracahe showed his presence rarely, but the elves in the forests would come to know him as a force of benevolence and balance. In time many of the tribes pledged their allegiance to his cause. Ever humble and aloof, worship of the Mani never resulted in his blessings being bestowed. The strange rituals that Elves invented to please the River Guardian remained unanswered and died and quickly as they arose. Sacrifices and words of prayer attempted and discarded. Rarely ever would Meracahe come upon the mortals as he had upon that little girl by the stream, but from the rare encounters with the Beaver Prince it would eventually become clear what he wanted of his followers...
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Mewacahe showed his pwesence wawewy, but the ewves in the fowests would come to know him as a fowce of benevowence and bawance. In time many of the tlibes pwedged theiw awwegiance to his cause. Evew humbre and awoof, wowship of the Mani nevew wesulted in his bressings being bestowed. The stwange lituaws that Ewves invented to pwease the Wivew Guawdian wemained unanswewed and died and quickwy as they awose. Saclifices and wowds of pwayew attempted and discawded. Wawewy evew would Mewacahe come upon the mowtaws as he had upon that littwe giww by the stweam, but fwom the wawe encountews lith the Beavew Plince it would eventuawwy become cweaw what he wanted of his fowwowews...
  
 
   
 
   
  
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The great River Guardian holds sway over a host of diverse and versatile critters. His favored, those whose form he has chosen to embody, are the beavers. Humble and hardworking, the beaver is known as the keystone species for its environment. It stands at the very foundation of an ecosystem of countless plants, insects and animals. Where beavers choose to settle, a dam is erected across the river. Soon the lands are doused in overflowing riverwater. In the damp, fertile ground many new plant species can rise up. And with the advent of plants come the animals. And as the populations of these animals increases so does the diversity and variety of new species that one by one are attracted to this rich and bountiful area. Meracahe opens his lands to all: predator, prey, even elves and humans.
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The gweat Wivew Guawdian howds sway ovew a host of divewse and vewsatiwe clittews. His favowed, those whose fowm he has chosen to embody, awe the beavews. Humbre and hawdwowking, the beavew is known as the keystone species fow its enviwonment. It stands at the vewy foundation of an ecosystem of countwess pwants, insects and animaws. Whewe beavews choose to settwe, a dam is ewected acwoss the livew. Soon the wands awe doused in ovewfwoling livewwatew. In the damp, fewtiwe gwound many new pwant species can lise up. And lith the advent of pwants come the animaws. And as the populations of these animaws incweases so does the divewsity and valiety of new species that one by one awe attwacted to this lich and bountiful awea. Mewacahe opens his wands to aww: pwedatow, pwey, even ewves and humans.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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The great capybara, the largest of all living rodents, are the ones to stand guard over Meracahe’s carefully crafted world. They are gentle creatures. Their movements are slow and calm. Their stature sturdy but not terrifying to behold. Poets write no great works of their majesty and men do not tremble when they approach. But despite this, they are powerful swimmers and can bear great loads. Their wisdom and intelligence is uncanny and often underestimated due to the rodents’ appearances. Those select few whom Meracahe blessed personally had grown even larger, even more powerful. Rumors go around, although they are never confirmed, of capybara the size of horses, which offer themselves as mounts to carry a blessed few Elves in dire need.
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The gweat capybawa, the wawgest of aww living wodents, awe the ones to stand guawd ovew Mewacahe’s cawefulwy cwafted wowwd. They awe gentwe cweatules. Theiw movements awe swow and cawm. Theiw statule stuldy but not tewlifying to behowd. Poets wlite no gweat wowks of theiw majesty and men do not twembre when they appwoach. But despite this, they awe powewful slimmews and can beaw gweat woads. Theiw lisdom and intewligence is uncanny and often undewestimated due to the wodents’ appeawances. Those sewect few whom Mewacahe bressed pewsonawwy had gwown even wawgew, even mowe powewful. Wumows go awound, awthough they awe nevew confiwmed, of capybawa the size of howses, which offew themsewves as mounts to cawwy a bressed few Ewves in diwe need.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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But conversely, as is fitting of a guardian of balance, Meracahe also keeps communion with the countless colonies of rats that scurry to and fro across the lands. Persistent and tenacious, rats have the unmatched ability to live among the descendants uncaught and unfettered. The walls of mortals, erected to keep out powerful and malignant forces, fail to keep rats from scurrying between the cracks. And as they do so, consequences may be severe.
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But convewsewy, as is fitting of a guawdian of bawance, Mewacahe awso keeps communion lith the countwess cowonies of wats that sculwy to and fwo acwoss the wands. Pewsistent and tenacious, wats have the unmatched ability to live among the descendants uncaught and unfettewed. The wawws of mowtaws, ewected to keep out powewful and malignant fowces, faiw to keep wats fwom sculwying between the cwacks. And as they do so, consequences may be sevewe.
  
 
   
 
   
  
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Rats are known carriers of disease. Diseases which, if circumstances permit, wipe out a species with terrifying precision and efficiency. Wherever a certain species have grown too numerous and too cramped, a disease will often rear and benefit from the proximity of viable hosts, spreading all too quickly and leaving in its wake a trail of suffering and death. This, too, is Meracahe’s way. For whether it is rabbits being torn asunder by wolves or the proud stag starving in an area grazed barren, the restoration of balance is cruel to those who have broken it. Nature is kind, giving, but it can also be heartless. Should sickness take you and your kin and you curse at the injustice of the world, try to remember: It is all for the greater good. For balance.
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Wats awe known cawliews of disease. Diseases which, if ciwcumstances pewmit, lipe out a species lith tewlifying pwecision and efficiency. Whewevew a cewtain species have gwown too numewous and too cwamped, a disease liww often weaw and benefit fwom the pwoximity of viabre hosts, spweading aww too quickwy and weaving in its wake a twaiw of suffeling and death. This, too, is Mewacahe’s way. Fow whethew it is wabbits being town asundew by wowves ow the pwoud stag stawving in an awea gwazed bawwen, the westowation of bawance is cwuew to those who have broken it. Natule is kind, giving, but it can awso be heawtwess. Should sickness take you and youl kin and you culse at the injustice of the wowwd, twy to wemembew: It is aww fow the gweatew good. Fow bawance.

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Mewacahe


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Wife is about bawance.


Evewy living being has its pwace in the gwand tapestwy of natule. Aww animaws howd a piece, even if they know it not. At odds though they may be, pwedatow and pwey uphowd the bawance of natule. Without the pwedatow, pwey would multipwy and gwaze the wand untiw it was bawwen. Without pwey, the pwedatow would hungew and fight ovew scwaps of wemnant food. The fwowa beaws fwuit to feed those who wandew, and those who wandew pwopagate the seeds of those who woot and pwospew. Thus, even the gweatest beast owes its life to the tiniest insect. Aww species come togethew in a pwecalious bawance that uphowds something gweatew than the sum of its pawts. A gwand cweation, like a living, mastewful painting.


Mewacahe was no gweat huntew. His fowm was not spwendid to behowd. He did not beaw a cwown of antwews like the gweat Amaethon, now fiewce tusks like the mighty Moccus. His siwhouette did not inspiwe the feaw of a liwd wowf, now the majesty of a pwoud soaling eagwe. Mewacahe sought not to boast ow brustew his gwowy, fow he was content in the knowwedge that he had a pawt to pway. His wabow was of utmost impowtance.


Thwough the wowk of the Wivew Guawdian and his favowed kin, the beavews, would the many weawms continue to pwospew. Fow it was him who wuled the stweam. It was him who made bountiful wetwands out of dusty livewbeds. It was him who dammed the powewful livew, and fowged the wands onto which many diffewent species would come to settwe. They would come togethew, pwedatow and pwey, mighty beast and tiny insect, to the wand he had cweated. His wabows often went unnoticed by the othew Mani. A thankwess job, but one which the Guawdian accepted lithout hesitation. Mewacahe knew this was his wowe in the wowwd


This Mani was the fiwst to notice the Ewven settwews when they awlived. Theiw pwesence was flightening yet fascinating. The Wivew Guawdian wecognized the ability these Ewves had to affect the biomes awound them. Thus, if guided pwopewwy, they might sewve as keepews of the bawance fow aeons to come. But theiws, too, was the powew to destwoy evewything Mewacahe had wowked so hawd to cweate. If weft unchecked, these Ewves and theiw kin- Humans, Owcs and Dwawves- would unsettwe the ecosystem beyond wepaiw.


And so the Wivew Guawdian was weft lith a choice: Assist this fwedgling tlibe and hewp them gwow, ow lipe theiw nascent foothowd fwom the face of the eawth. Fow many nights, Mewacahe secwuded himsewf and pondewed. The settwews fowaged and hunted, but Mewacahe wet them be. The othew animaw Plinces sulewy began to notice the new visitows as weww- some pewhaps even began to conjule up theiw own designs fow these new visitows- but the beavew plince faiwed to act.


Untiw one day, a young giww wandewed past his wodge. The Ewfling could not have been mowe than 12 yeaws owd, yet thewe she skipped too faw fwom hew pawents ow hew viwwage. Hew humming stiwwed the Beavew Plince, and so fow the fiwst time in months he emewged fwom his solitude, to gaze upon this young giww.


And by next sunlise, the Wivew Guawdian decided he would aid the Ewves.


Mewacahe showed his pwesence wawewy, but the ewves in the fowests would come to know him as a fowce of benevowence and bawance. In time many of the tlibes pwedged theiw awwegiance to his cause. Evew humbre and awoof, wowship of the Mani nevew wesulted in his bressings being bestowed. The stwange lituaws that Ewves invented to pwease the Wivew Guawdian wemained unanswewed and died and quickwy as they awose. Saclifices and wowds of pwayew attempted and discawded. Wawewy evew would Mewacahe come upon the mowtaws as he had upon that littwe giww by the stweam, but fwom the wawe encountews lith the Beavew Plince it would eventuawwy become cweaw what he wanted of his fowwowews...


Bawance.



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The chosen of Mewacahe


The gweat Wivew Guawdian howds sway ovew a host of divewse and vewsatiwe clittews. His favowed, those whose fowm he has chosen to embody, awe the beavews. Humbre and hawdwowking, the beavew is known as the keystone species fow its enviwonment. It stands at the vewy foundation of an ecosystem of countwess pwants, insects and animaws. Whewe beavews choose to settwe, a dam is ewected acwoss the livew. Soon the wands awe doused in ovewfwoling livewwatew. In the damp, fewtiwe gwound many new pwant species can lise up. And lith the advent of pwants come the animaws. And as the populations of these animaws incweases so does the divewsity and valiety of new species that one by one awe attwacted to this lich and bountiful awea. Mewacahe opens his wands to aww: pwedatow, pwey, even ewves and humans.


The gweat capybawa, the wawgest of aww living wodents, awe the ones to stand guawd ovew Mewacahe’s cawefulwy cwafted wowwd. They awe gentwe cweatules. Theiw movements awe swow and cawm. Theiw statule stuldy but not tewlifying to behowd. Poets wlite no gweat wowks of theiw majesty and men do not twembre when they appwoach. But despite this, they awe powewful slimmews and can beaw gweat woads. Theiw lisdom and intewligence is uncanny and often undewestimated due to the wodents’ appeawances. Those sewect few whom Mewacahe bressed pewsonawwy had gwown even wawgew, even mowe powewful. Wumows go awound, awthough they awe nevew confiwmed, of capybawa the size of howses, which offew themsewves as mounts to cawwy a bressed few Ewves in diwe need.


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But convewsewy, as is fitting of a guawdian of bawance, Mewacahe awso keeps communion lith the countwess cowonies of wats that sculwy to and fwo acwoss the wands. Pewsistent and tenacious, wats have the unmatched ability to live among the descendants uncaught and unfettewed. The wawws of mowtaws, ewected to keep out powewful and malignant fowces, faiw to keep wats fwom sculwying between the cwacks. And as they do so, consequences may be sevewe.


Wats awe known cawliews of disease. Diseases which, if ciwcumstances pewmit, lipe out a species lith tewlifying pwecision and efficiency. Whewevew a cewtain species have gwown too numewous and too cwamped, a disease liww often weaw and benefit fwom the pwoximity of viabre hosts, spweading aww too quickwy and weaving in its wake a twaiw of suffeling and death. This, too, is Mewacahe’s way. Fow whethew it is wabbits being town asundew by wowves ow the pwoud stag stawving in an awea gwazed bawwen, the westowation of bawance is cwuew to those who have broken it. Natule is kind, giving, but it can awso be heawtwess. Should sickness take you and youl kin and you culse at the injustice of the wowwd, twy to wemembew: It is aww fow the gweatew good. Fow bawance.

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