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Mistaking it for a Calistrian artifact, she brought it back to the elven city of Celwynvian in the Meriani Forest in northern Varisia, where is remained for three millennia. It was lost in AR when a diplomatic party of elves was attacked by a well-organized squad of Red Mantis assassins, and all were slain.
Rumors that Asheia was recovered by the Pathfinder Society were confirmed by the Sandpoint Heroes in the winter of , when Venture-Captain Shiela Heidmarch of Magnimar showed the blade to the adventurers.
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Yet, the same day, a daring raid funded by the Aspis Consortium stole the artifact, leading the Sandpoint Heroes on a chase across Varisia. The Sandpoint Heroes found the blade in the possession of a priestess of Lissala called Tirana in the city of Kaer Maga, but Tirana managed to escape capture, taking Asheia with her.
therintica.tk When a wolf follows his sensitive nose to the source of the scent and discovers the bait, he licks it, tasting the fresh frozen blood. He begins to lick faster, more and more vigorously, lapping the blade until the keen edge is bare. Feverishly now, harder and harder the wolf licks the blade in the arctic night.
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So great becomes his craving for blood that the wolf does not notice the razor-sharp sting of the naked blade on his own tongue, nor does he recognize the instant at which his insatiable thirst is being satisfied by his OWN warm blood. His carnivorous appetite just craves more—until the dawn finds him dead in the snow!