A Strider in the Everweald is a novel written by Darion Seer. It is about about the appreciation of the Engineering feats of the people of Coda. It also hints on the journey of people in a Strider that travels throughout a place called The Everweald. It is unknown whether these people were trying to escape a mishap, which caused them to travel.
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A total of 5 cortex entries make reference to A Strider in the Everweald.
A Strider in the Everweald is the novel about how the Engineering marvels of Coda keep it functional.
Forge (2)
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The Engineer worked long into the night, switching between the concentration needed for blueprinting and the rigorous physical labor required for the actual forging. When she grew tired, she remembered the lessons passed on by her father. Though he had long passed, his words, his voice, his laugh, still resonated in the Forge. It was when she was deep in the work that she knew he was still with her.
— From A Strider in the Everweald
Grandpa Races Javelins
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Her family had a vast collection of javelins, most notably one of the first Rangers. Her grandfather had been a lancer in his spare time, buying whatever he could with his trading fortune, but never promising his time to any faction or cause. Indeed, racing other lancers down the main passage late at night was the only calling he cared to answer.
— From A Strider In The Everweald by Darion Seer
Striders (3)
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The strider's heavy joints groaned as it came to a halt. Through the windows, they could smell the heat of lush foliage. They took one last breath to remember it, for they could not count on fresh air in the Everweald, only the stuffy recycled wind from the strider's system. In the Everweald, the outside would bring death. The strider was their city now, but living behind walls was not new to anyone, so the crew sealed the windows shut, and plunged headlong into the furious green jungle.
— From A Strider In the Everweald
The Foundry (2)
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The Shapers (3)
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He saw the great, dormant instrument reaching to the sky. Though it was still, it seemed filled with longing. Did the Shapers miss their instruments? Why did they leave them? There were too many, they were too large, scattered across the world, to have thoughtlessly forgotten them. Perhaps they simply had no room, and mournfully cast them aside. Perhaps they were bored with their forging of the world and turned elsewhere. Or perhaps, as was his own experience, they left in haste. He'd left countless hammers in the wild due to wolven.
— From A Strider in the Everweald