The Splendor of Netheril
Chapter 872

Plague Box

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The Andokla Forest covered an enormous area. Although the Shadow Plane was not a "Prime Material Plane," its expanse was as boundless as the Abyss. The Forest of White Trees alone was comparable in size to a quarter of Faerûn.

On such vast lands, there was naturally more than one Shadow Sprite tribe. However, every settlement they established lay extremely far from the others, and such "distance" greatly limited communication and contact between Shadow Sprite tribes.

For example, a Shadow Sprite tribe located in the southern reaches of the Andokla Forest was currently in the awkward position of being poorly informed. As a magical race, these Shadow Sprites had vaguely learned of the "tragedy" in the central region of the Forest of White Trees through certain divination talents. But in truth... the appearance of a "legendary stranger," whose authenticity and strength remained uncertain, had not attracted the attention of these peaceful Shadow Sprites at all.

Surely, if any group of intelligent creatures realized that a Legendary-tier madman who enjoyed preying on intelligent beings lived in their territory, they would flee overnight at any cost. But to these little fairies living far away at the forest's edge, the stories about Andokla's "stranger" were merely stories, so they paid them little mind.

The easygoing Shadow Sprites continued to live happily according to the routines they had followed for thousands of years. They carefully restrained their appetites to maintain the local Edus Worm population, planted ferns for everyday food, and treated the so-called "stranger who specifically ate disobedient little Shadow Sprites" as nothing more than a recently popular fairy tale. At most, the little fairies used it to frighten children.

After all, no Legendary powerhouse had descended upon the Andokla Forest for more than a hundred thousand years. No one would imagine things

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