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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Voadam" data-source="post: 2297313" data-attributes="member: 2209">"And those constellations are the astrological signs associated with our marks are they not? Stars, stars, stars. I believe I have some more answers for you. As this is Chillihame then we must find the village of Bronce. It is the birthplace of Starkweather and the place where he and his sword are said by legends to have been interred over a thousand years ago."Starkweather John was a warrior of legend, he lived over a thousand years ago. A hero of destiny, one of the Starborn; chosen by fate to defend the world against evil forces in its greatest time of need. It is said of those he traveled with, he was the last to fall. In fact if legend serves correct he died here on the island of Chillhame fighting a powerful drow wizard, Zomelach; said to be a member of the Host, those chosen by darkness to be its champions."Despite his strength, his skill, and utter devotion to the cause Starkweather John fell that day. But not before he sent the drow screaming into the next life. The drow poisons did their work on the epic warrior and he would die not far from Bronce, ironically the place of his birth, and finally the place of his death."It is said that Starkweather John chased the drow wizard all across the island till he arrived at the village of Bronce; and thus the two epic champions did battle. It is said that night was made day, and that the clashing of blade and the explosion of magic could be heard all across the island as the two did battle. "As luck would have it, a priest from the village went out to see if Starkweather John had survived the battle; He found the warrior dying and carried him back to the village to make peace with the gods. It is said that Starkweather John left his sword with the priest, saying that another would come to champion the blade when it was needed. The priest was said to have buried the sword beneath the flagstones of the church… and John’s spirit was able to return to the Stars, his task now done… the epic warrior could know rest. "That is the tale of Starkweather John and the resting place of his sword."Which leads me to suspect that we too are Starborn and will be called upon to meet the challenge of a rising Host, evil incarnate. We seem to be incarnations of the stars called by fate on the side of light. Starborn, and star marked. Not fey, not gods exactly, but fate and the forces of Light that stands up to the Darkness are what called us here. So are any of you particularly skilled with a blade? My talents lie with lore and elvish sonomancy, the magic of words and sounds, not the clash of close arms."</blockquote>

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