Prelude
Alturiak 14 1373 DR Year of Rogue Dragons
The Watcher lay quietly in the cool wet grass, in the middle of an empty knoll. His eyes gazed lovingly at the night sky cluttered with thousands of bright stars, and one large silvery orb that was the moon. Over his tall and dark skinned frame, the Watcher wore a silk threaded robe that bore images of white stars and moons.
Like most starry nights, the Watcher looked at each of the tiny lights in the sky, searching for different constellations. As he shifted his eyes to the left, he noticed a faint silver-blue streak-possibly a star-move with great speed.
"Sweet Selune that is odd," whispered the Watcher in a quiet voice as he rose to his feet. He continued to silently observe the star move in several directions.
Then, a single thought came to the Watcher. "Could it be that the Herald has found Aber-Toril? Is this world next to be served to the Devourer.?" He closed his eyes and whispered a prayer to Selune the Moon Maiden, in hopes of getting an answer.
You are right to worry my friend, echoed the voice of the moon goddess through his mind. What you see in the sky is his Herald. Soon Galactus will come and consume this world.
"To sustain himself," said the Watcher in a horrified voice. "You must take action. Surely you or the other gods-"
I can not interfere with this matter Watcher, you know this, the goddess interjected in a harsh voice. The gods, including myself, are forbidden to interfere, as decreed by Lord Ao when he first learned of Galactus's existence. Children of the gods are also not allowed to interfere directly. It must be up to the people of the world to save their home.
"I understand," The Watcher said as his eyes went back to following the movement in the stars. "But at least I can warn my friends of this impending doom."