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'''Title: Goddess of Nujel'm  '''

'''Author: Aurum Oakmoor '''


There once was a 
peasant girl who lived 
on the outskirts of 
Nujel'm. Her father 
was the only family 
she had, and he was 
what some thought of 
as a mage or seer of 
strange visions. Many 
feared him, and for 
this they feared too 
his small daughter. 
Yet, for many years 
they found happiness 
together as a loving 
family.

A strange plague had 
broken out across 
Nujel'm, which, at 
the time, was a far 
darker place than the 
Nujel'm of today. 
This plague was 
killing the livestock 
on the isle. Many 
citizens thought this 
to be the work of 
demons or evil spirits, 
or possible magic. 
Many thought the 
strange magician and 
his daughter were to 
blame.
A group of locals 
banded together and 
stormed the small 
villa where the old 
mage and his daughter 
lived. The mage 
urged for his 
daughter to flee, 
asking the spirit of 
the ancient Living 
Goddess to protect her. 
The child fled, 
unharmed, into the unforgiving desert 
night. In the distance 
she heard her father 
as he was slain by 
the mob.

The young girl had 
never travelled far 
from her small home, 
especially the expanse 
of the desert. 
Hours became days, 
and the wind, sand 
and heat tore into her 
flesh. She became 
weak, clinging onto 
life. Her time was 
near, this she was 
certain of.
This was not to be, 
however, as she 
caught sight of 
something... a silver 
oasis in this distance. 
Somehow she managed 
to find the last 
reserve of strength to 
the oasis.  Once there 
she greedily drank 
from the cool water. She then saw the 
most amazing sight... 
a beautiful, dark 
skinned and silvery 
haired woman emerge 
from the oasis itself. 

<blockquote>
"Who.. who ARE 
you?" the child asked.
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"I am the Living 
Goddess, the Lady of 
the Oasis," she replied, 
her voice hypnotic and 
sweet. "Your father's 
last request was for 
my hand to guide you, 
and that I have."
The girl had heard of 
the Living Goddess. 
Ages ago she was, 
according to legend, 
the protector and very 
essence of the magic 
of Nujel'm. During 
her rule, Nujel'm 
itself had prospered 
into a beacon of 
brilliance on Sosaria.
</blockquote><blockquote>
"I have granted your 
father's boon, and 
saved your life. Yet, 
Nujel'm and Sosaria 
have grown dark in 
my absence.." she said, 
silvery tears welling 
in her eyes. "I would 
wish to give you one 
final gift. The gift 
of the Living 
Goddess."
</blockquote>

The child mutely 
nodded in agreement. 
With that, the 
woman merely kissed 
the child on the 
forehead. Magics 
shook the foundation 
of Nujel'm, and when 
all was settled, no 
sign of the oasis 
existed. The child 
found herself alone, 
but with all the 
memories and powers 
of enchantment that 
the Living Goddess 
had.

Thus was born the 
new Living Goddess, 
ruler of Nujel'm. She 
took the mantle of 
'Silverbrook' in 
homage to the very 
oasis that saved her 
life. Silverbrook took 
up residence in the 
Visiting House (as it 
has come to be known) 
and the Palace of 
Nujel'm.


''This story is merely legend and hearsay, yet interesting and very possibly true (as much as a tale passed through generations can be). Since the Living Goddess' return, however, Nujel'm has once more become a shining example of hope, strength, and unity within the lands of Sosaria....''

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