"Cayden Cailean brought the Starstone closer to mortal reach, making the dream of godhood something that aspiring champions could test their mettle for, a truly worthy journey to accomplish at the twilight of their glory. Many had tried to pursue the Starstone, but none had expected what would happen when an evil sorcerer and a faithful paladin met and staff and sword clashed, hands reaching to grasp for the dream of divinity."<br/><br/>"The sheer pulse of energy annihilated both aspirants, as their wrath for one another triggered the stone to annihilate one another, but released with such violent hatred and zeal, the starstone shattered to several shards, their magical nature causing them to travel a great distance, scattered around in the lands."<br/><br/>"For a while, people did not believe these tales, did not want to believe they could be true, but just last week, a desecration of the nearby monastery revealed a journal of the high priest there having sheltered a shard of the fabled Starstone, hoping to pass it along to a good champion that might be gathering the shards. The devastation of the monastery only lends itself to one answer. Something wicked is aware of the shards, and has come to pursue them as well. Let us hope they shall never unite it, or that it is taken by the hands of the good and pure, lest we be all cursed with the birth of a new, dark god."<br/><br/>The old storyteller by the fire was getting a share of suspicious looks and stares of awe, the wide gestures and the play with smoke between his fingers seeming to have drawn the watchers attention through the whole tale. The darkened tavern was busy with several people eating, drinking, and resting. The midnight hour had fallen, and the town of Janno was settling down for a peaceful rest, the only people outside at this hour the guards watching the palisade.<br/><br/>"So, what brings you here stranger?" The barmaid asked as she paused before one man's table. "Can I bring you some food, ale, what would you have?" Her smile was honest and warm, though her eyes showed her tiredness, and the messy apron had seen better days, her corset-like outfit pushing her plump bosom out, and the small freckles making her rosy smile sweeter, her rosy hair tied up at the top into a small knot.<br/><br/>"Jolly Hound can cure what ails ya, you just need to make your wishes known."