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I hope you like to fly, because everyone else here in the Great Sky can. Many tribes and races call it home, each with some manner of wings to enable flight, and they dwell on islands scattered from east to west, north to south. Above all stretches the infinite Earth; below, the endless and impassable cloud barrier. The storms within those clouds hold only death, but as for the forbidden Earth . . . who is to say except the Magnates, the only explorers who have returned? They once braved the terrors within its cavernous expanses and beheld its wonders, supposedly achieving the legendary enlightenment and power held therein. But they keep their lips well sealed.