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Skyward. The lesser mountains pay homage to peaks worn from silver-hued granite, their white crowns formed from unmelting snow. A long abandoned cavern whistles in the wind, sharp corners rounded by years of erosion.
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Fruit-vines climb racks of soften aspen. Honeybees forage in duos and trios before returning to hives terraced high above the forest canopy. Your windswept hands tend the fields when your followers cannot.
>Roll 3d20 for the harvest, best of three. Individual modifiers:
HARVEST: 1d20 + 2 [FAIR] + 3 [BREEZE/FOG] + 1 [HARVEST-PENDENT] - 2 [DISQUIET]
HARVEST: 1d20 + 2 [FAIR] + 3 [BREEZE/FOG] + 1 [HARVEST-PENDENT] - 2 [DISQUIET]
HUNT: 1d20 + 3 [BREEZE/FOG] - 2 [DISQUIET]
ALSO:
>[WRITE-IN/EXPLORE] Scout the pass, briefly. You can optionally specify who. [-1 FAITH]
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