When the brightest star in the night fell from the sky, many were watching.
The cleric from her shrine, the bard from her inn, the barbarian from her camp.
The assassin from her hole, the fencer from her post, the druid from her garden.
The mage from her tower, the thief from her rooftop, the warrior from her forge.
When the star fell, they all thought of the world.
Of what it would mean for the world, what sorts of dangers could arise because of the fallen star.
They all wondered if the end was coming.
And they all wondered if it could be stopped.
Each continued on their own journeys, hoping for a clue about what could be done.
None knew that their paths would all cross, and that together they had the power to stop the end.