You are a dying people, cursed by the Fae Titan Quasar for your rebellious contingent to live out your days as physically small and feeble as your political plans were all those eons ago. But you cannot dream of undoing the curse until you are no longer fighting just to survive. Steal what you need, hide away in plain sight, and dream of a day where you are more than one who scurries in the walls...
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