物品： Gwyn's Band of Union Gwyn was a young woman from Forked Vale who was engaged to be married to a farmer from her village. Her parents were thrilled about the match, yet as the day of her wedding drew nearer, Gwyn suffered from horrible nightmares that she was suffocating. She would awaken, gasping for breath but otherwise unable to move. She told her parents about the nightmares and the horrible weight that seemed to press on her shoulders more and more each passing day. They assured her that the nerves would pass, but they didn't. On the morning of her wedding day, when the sky was still gray and a heavy mist hung over the fields, Gwyn snuck away. She thought a long walk might calm her, but the further she got from Forked Vale, the better she felt. By the time she reached Pearlwood Bluffs, she realized she had no intention of going back. She spent the night at a little roadside inn on the charity of the owner, and after a hot dinner and a good mug of ale, she enjoyed the best sleep she'd had in months. When she awoke, her hostess pointed her to Defiance Bay. She reached the city and quickly found the port. She had nothing of value besides her betrothal ring, which she traded for passage to Aedyr.
书籍： <Tides and Moons: A Natural Historian's Account> "We have all heard the legends of Ondra and Senn Bel?fa, and the explanation that the goddess' love for the moon causes the tides. And, as men and women of science, we know this to be but a shadow of truth. Yet there is another myth that we have been quicker to dismiss, and I wonder if it does not merit further examination. Ondrites tell of a smaller moon, Ionni Brathr, that the goddess supposedly pulled from the sky in an earlier age. And while such a thing seems impossible, for Ionni Brathr still roams the skies above, it is true that explorers in the far reaches have found mineral fragments that do not naturally occur on any known continent in Eora. Furthermore, naturalists in Aedyr, Rauatai, and the Dyrwood have observed the remains of ancient ocean life many miles inland. Such a thing would only be possible if Eora's oceans had once been larger, or - as I here propose! - if a catastrophic flood had once washed over the continents. While few phenomena could cause a flood of this magnitude, a large body falling into the seas just might do the trick. In these pages, I will explain how some force of nature - if not an amorous goddess - could have pulled a small moon into Eora millennia ago..."
对话： - "Can you tell me about the Birthing Bell?" - Her face lights with recognition. "The Birthing Bell... it is where I could draw new souls into the world. "It is a plateau, formed of the spirit stone, adra. At its top is set a great bell, cradled in the reaching arm of the plateau. It stirs in the wind... and it sounds for leagues when struck by kith hands." "In distant times, the great bell served as a Glanfathan... watchtower, perhaps. Why they abandoned it, I do not know. Other men came in time, settlers... and claimed the tower as their own. "I, in turn, claimed it from them. The pillar became a cradle where I could draw new souls into the world." "The Birthing Bell... it is where I could draw new souls into the world. I recall some of the memory of it through what you have seen... but not all." - "Where is the Birthing Bell located?" - "The Birthing Bell lies deep in the great forests of the Dyrwood, at the borders of Glanfathan lands. Surrounding it... "...barely a town, not one you would find on any map... but it held an important place for those there, even if we were far from the beaten track. "Small families, tied like a knot, joined at the wrists in mind, in thought. All were welcomed, all had purpose."