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When the buzzing excitement of another early season day in Timbervale had come to a close, the shadows of dusk began to shroud the ancient forest in darkness once more, covering up the bright leaves of orange and yellow that attracted so many to the woods in a dampened form. Some visitors stuck around the markets and games; there were a select few merchants that kept their carts open well into the darkest hours of the night. The two legged creatures of all species seemed fond of a certain bread smelling ale here, enough that they would spend their time of slumber to instead laugh and shake large glasses into the night. Their Rukaan mounts were all too happy to carry on their own celebrations in the meantime.  It was the tame Rukaan that led the games in the evening hours. While during the day there were apple catching and river swimming led by the wilds, the tames owned the night - and their games with them. While the moon peeked through the heavy coverage of the autumn trees, Rukaan