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Avel 

First mention (by name): 7.59 
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7.59  They tried to stop him from using one of the relics of his kingdom. And succeeded, thank Avel.
Interlude – The Pets of Innworld  “Lord Solvet. The Kingdom of Avel. How do you do? Er—sir?”
Interlude – The Pets of Innworld  The [Lord] of Avel was embarrassed, but to Vors’ surprise, stuck out a hand as he bowed slightly.
Interlude – The Pets of Innworld  “It ah—lacked for certain refreshments. I suppose Rhir pours its budget into the defense of the nation—commendable! I might suggest to his Majesty—of Avel—that we add a bit more to our contributions, however. My room was, ah, slightly stuffy.”
Interlude – The Pets of Innworld  “I do come from Avel.”
Interlude – The Pets of Innworld  Avel? The Kingdom of Bows? Renowned for their archers?”
8.32  In distant Terandria, the kingdom of Avel sat on a network of cliffs. The beaches lay at the bottom of a natural trenchwork of passages, in themselves not difficult to climb up and down, but reminiscent of a child digging lines in stone with a trowel.
8.32  The highlands of Avel, the famous Kingdom of Bows, also gave rise to the natural terrain that had made so many great archers out of their people.
8.32  It had not changed markedly over millennia. Oh, buildings appeared and disappeared, the kingdom was sacked…twice…and the capital relocated both times. A mountain disappeared that was technically bordering Avel, but even in the land of the dead, Avel was much as it always had been.
8.32  It had not changed markedly over millennia. Oh, buildings appeared and disappeared, the kingdom was sacked…twice…and the capital relocated both times. A mountain disappeared that was technically bordering Avel, but even in the land of the dead, Avel was much as it always had been.
8.32  So it moved forwards, rather than skirt the coast as it had been, moving across dark seas. Towards Avel, fearing not the same cliffs and beachheads that had turned into deadly chokepoints for any attacking army in wars prior.
8.32  For now, Terandria remained safe. The Bow of Avel glowed, one of the last beacons of hope.
8.32  “Why? It is the relic of Avel. It won’t break even if I do this—”
8.32  Solemn sentinel, even in death. Around him stood the ghosts of Avel and nations close to it. An enclave, dedicated to watching the shores of this region for threats. Many were monarchs, like he. In fact, every generation of Avel’s royalty stood with him.
8.32  Solemn sentinel, even in death. Around him stood the ghosts of Avel and nations close to it. An enclave, dedicated to watching the shores of this region for threats. Many were monarchs, like he. In fact, every generation of Avel’s royalty stood with him.
8.32  He clapped his hands. Some lesser ghosts milled about. The First King of Avel took no notice. The other ghosts were allowed to do as they wished; they needed his bow to fend off threats. He stood there, calmly posed, willing to wait years, centuries if need be, for the next shot. After all, he was ruler of Avel and he would defend it in death until—
8.32  Someone yanked the bow out of his hands. The First King of Avel started. Another [King] of Avel was wrestling with the bow.
8.32  “It is Avel’s sacred weapon. I have wielded it in times past. You have used it enough—we agreed on a rotation.”
8.32  “You all agreed on a rotation. I founded Avel! This bow is mine alone!”
8.32  The two [Kings] realized they had an audience of their peers, descendants, and subjects. Abashed, they stopped, and the First King reluctantly held the bow out, loosely. The third king of Avel, who had turned what was a very small ‘kingdom’ into a version of the prosperous lands it was today, reached for the bow, haughtily.
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