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Lore: The Battle for Salam
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      | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ || It was  a close day  in summer  of the year  106 AL, when  the huge army  of the || | | |.o.| |.| |
      | Web Client    || United Human Cities and Kingdoms marched to Salam to face a big mass of orcs and || '-' '---' '-' |
      | Clients       || a few dragons preparing to level the small vil- lage.                            ||              \|
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      | Wait, What?   || But they were  late, the dragons had already reached the  Fortress of Guilds and ||               |
      | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ || the orcs just passed Crescent Lake, making it impossible for the humans to built ||               |
      | Races         || up any kind  of defense - they were  smashed by the dragons and  beheaded by the ||               |
      | Guilds        || orcs.                                                                            ||               |
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      | Lore          || It was  nearly dusk as  a strange light  appeared on the battlefield.   The orcs ||               |o
      | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ || were blinded by it, the human mages wondered about its origin, as a bright flash ||              \|
      | Who's online? || appeared  and a  mage  clad in  a long  red  robe entered  the field,  instantly ||               |
      | Finger        || creating a shield around the source of the light.  Soon, there were more flashes ||               |
      | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ || and after  some time, twelve  mages stood covered  by that shield on  the ground ||               | o
      | The Guide     || where a few minutes ago orcs and humans fighted down each other.                 ||               |/
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      | The Sky       || They started to shoot huge fireballs at  the orcs and to freeze the dragons, and ||     o  /    /x|
      | ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ || after a few  moments the remaining humans realized, they had  won cause of those ||      \/ __o/xs|
      | Imprint       || mages  - but  as the  last  orc died  and the  last  dragon was  shot down,  the ||       \/   \xx|
      |               || mysterious mages disappeared through the gate they had opened again.             ||        \    \s|
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      |               || The Battle for  Salam, as this battle was called afterwards,  was the last great ||        nmsxxsx|    
      |               || battle our continent has seen - hopefully, it stays the last one!                ||       xsxxxmxs|      .
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