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Cipher-66 — Through the Mists

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Description So we know that the world beyond the valley in which Kaesu sits is, shall we say, unfriendly to Beastkin. But such statements imply on the other side of the coin that the valley is so much safer. Why?
For one, it's in a valley canyon, with only a few clear ways in, making it a highly defensible position. However, the need to defend the valley in that way has never really happened at all due to having a much more reliable security measure; the mist that coats the forest inside the mouth of the valley.
No one really knows where the mists of the Wayward Woods first came from, but everyone inside or outside the valley (that know of it) know it is the final guard to the hidden paradise that Kaesu resides in, and they know that it is as unnatural as it is natural. All efforts from the outside to traverse it normally have met with failure, as it cannot be mapped. Any effort to get through always ends with an enterprising explorer ending their attempt where it started.
However, the valley's denizens know a little more. The mists will not permit any to pass that is does not want to. The truth of why or the knowledge of how have long since faded into fable, but they're not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. It is thanks to these mists that they have enjoyed almost a thousand years of peace.
And just because a commoner or even a lord and their army can't pass doesn't mean it cannot be passed at all. The mist may decide who can cross, but those skilled enough in the mystic arts may parlay for their own passage, and those with greater aptitude may extend that benefit to others.
In the ancient past, such individuals were employed regularly to facilitate transit between the young but growing Kaesu and Beastkin of the wider world. But as the city, and by extension the valley, became more isolated, such trips became fewer and farther between, to the point where they stopped all together.
But now that there is a renewed interest in the world beyond the mountain walls, so to is there a renewal in mystics ferrying people through the shroud of the Wayward Woods...

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Art by Principenegro
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