You can't catch me now.

The plains were a bit fortunate compared to some areas that faced a fury. Winds thrashed through, but did not pick up into a storm. It was harsh and cold, as the snow chilled and sliced toward the face — freezing some who had trouble taking cover within the open world that was the plains. Yet it was bearable, for winter had long settled to the realm and most had gained a normalcy to that of the freezing times. It was the worst that would come — for the meanwhile... Though that only counted toward the weather.

Those who lived within had other plans.

The bison were unnerved within the night, an unknown occurrence that brought fear, and anger to them. Throughout the plains did they rampage, a stampede that brought a thunder to the ground itself alongside the winds — only more disturbance to those roaming in a rage. Be careful to those who hear a storm, for it is not a the sky brewing, but the buffalo that are coming. 

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—Cyprin
Optional event, player made

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