The magic mirror releases Stellahstar onto the deck of an elven longship. Silver sails hang motionless above dark water, while a halfling scout faces a silent traveler near the prow.
The scout is a young adult halfling woman with russet curls, weather-browned skin, and a green cloak clasped over light leathers. The traveler is a tall, veiled elf woman in ash-gray robes, perfectly still.
The Spirit in the Scout's Voice
The old order fell, but its oath did not. Rebuild what was broken, and gather those whom the crown abandoned.
The words leave the scout's lips in her own familiar cadence, yet something vast moves beneath them. The silent traveler does not turn, though frost gathers along her veil.
The Spirit in the Scout's Voice
Beyond the western mists stands the frozen royal castle. Time has remained broken there far longer than any hand intended.
The halfling raises a brass compass marked with a violet crown. Its needle shudders, then points across the sea toward a horizon hidden beneath stormlit cloud.
The Halfling Scout
Please. Whatever you are meant to do, do it before the voice fades.
✓ Quest Accepted
Verify the spirit's guidance toward rebuilding the order
✓ Quest Accepted
Rebuild the broken order
“i approach, scanning the docks, i think i have dressed myself down enough to be unrecignisable, but it wouldnt be hard we wernt shown to the public much, but also for all i know i am worlds away from home maybe its a different world their talking about i think to myself,,, yo scout i say, whats the panic,”
SUCCESS (Great Perception, rolled +2)
Stellahstar approaches along the longship's dock, scanning the moorings, rooftops, and black water. No guards wait in ambush, and no banners mark this harbor as royal ground.
Stellahstar
My clothes have hidden me well enough. We were scarcely shown to the public, and this castle may be worlds away from home.
Stellahstar
Yo, scout. What's the panic?
The brass compass trembles in the halfling scout's hand as Stellahstar draws near. Its violet crown catches a thin gleam, pointing past the harbor toward the storm-hidden west.
The Halfling Scout
You heard it too, then. I was told to find the one who carries the broken crown's time.
The Spirit in the Scout's Voice
The castle waits beneath its frozen years. Your return is the key, Stellahstar.
The Halfling Scout
The panic is simple. Thirty years have passed where you meant three hours, and the spell is still holding.
Quest Complete
Verify the spirit's guidance toward rebuilding the order