Dolurrh's Dawn
You are one of the inhabitants of Dolurrh's Dawn, a bizarre village filled with heroes and legends. You know nothing of your past, except your name. Despite this amnesia, you found that you can draw upon talents lying beyond conscious memory. So what are you? Has Mordain found a way to pull your ancient spirit back from the afterlife, in violation of the laws of Dolurrh? Or are you a simulacrum created by the Fleshweaver—a clone with vestiges of the heroes’ memories, but no true trace of your soul?
So which legend will you be in the village of Dolurrh's Dawn? Will you fulfill the destiny laid out for you, and will you learn who or what has brought you here?Rasha'Torrn looked up at the Ring of Syberis, studying the intricate composition of the stars and the moons. The lore of the heavens came natural to the orc, but she couldn't help but wonder why it did. Even though the Herder's Moon was ascendant, Dravago shone unnaturally bright beside it. The constellation of Chronepsis surrounded the two moons. It was almost like the stars wanted to tell her something, to give her an omen. But before she could think about it, she was interrupted.
"Well?" Karrn impatiently asked, standing behind Rasha'Torrn with his arms crossed, "What do your stars say?" The orc was so lost in her study of the stars, that the human startled her. Catching her breath, Rasha'Torrn turned to face him. The orc closed her eyes for a moment, thinking of the words she wanted to say. When she opened them, she spoke with an intense calm. "It will be two years tomorrow." The orc emphasized the sentence, bestowing it with importance beyond words.
After Rasha'Torrn spoke her words, she reverted to her contemplating silence. "Two years," she thought. It had been two years since all of them awoke in this village in the midst of this aberrant forest. It had been two years since they awoke, knowing nothing of their past. Once more, her contemplation was disturbed by a voice. "Then we shall hold a feast tomorrow." It was Galifar. "We need a festivity to keep our spirits up in this Host-forsaken forest." Rasha'Torrn smiled and nodded at the human. When the humans left, the orc looked up at the skies again. The stars and moons were aligned, but for what?
