It’s been months since Cael’s mentor of many years, Father Dariel of the church of Selune, has been out on assignment. The paladin knows little of what the priest was doing other than seeing him occasionally as he made visits to the church for console from others, always hurried, with a worry in his eyes which Cael has never seen before. He is the source of the humility and compassion, which now fills the soldier’s heart. He has given hope to many and tirelessly helped those in need, no matter what faith they were of. He seemed different now. Much more serious as if hope was waning in his heart.
The last Ceal has heard from his mentor was a month ago and his mind fills with worry. His heart almost stops when Father Oman, the high priest of Selune, comes to his home. His face is somber, yet he does well in keeping most of the emotions in. He speaks: “As you know, Father Dariel has not been around as of late. He has been investigating the recent upsurge of evil cults in our province. Originally we thought that this was a local problem, but he has uncovered a much more grim scene. It seems that cults all over our land are preparing for an arrival of what they call Xascoratu. We know little of what this means. A rough translation from the demonic tongue means “stone of pain”. Dariel has linked it to a time long gone, when the appearance of something in the lands of Anorach far south, has brought dissilience of dread never known before.”
“We haven’t heard from Dariel for over a moon and fear the worst. You my son, have been chosen by the council as one to follow in Dariel’s footsteps and bring him back.” He hands you a medallion. “Where you’re about to go, no man should ever tread. This will bring you home, when all hope is lost.” You’ve never seen this before, but have heard of Selune’s Calling, a medallion which unerringly transports the wearer to their home church.
As Cael traces Dariel’s path, he is struck with recurring signs of the aforementioned danger. To many, it is a vile prophecy, a sign that their god will come to Oerth. The paladin’s journey takes him through the underbelly of one of the local cults, then another, then to Anorach itself. He was not alone, as he took few Sentinels to accompany him, but they have since fallen and as success looks most lacking, he notices Dariel’s Cloak a the cult’s dungeon. He picks it up and notices what looks like a puddle. It shimmers with yellow light and as he looks through it he sees what looks like white sand. Thanks to his recent teachings, he knows this to be a portal. Cael jumps through.