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//RAW SCRIPT FROM SMTH I'M RESEARCHING. IGNORE IF YA WANT.
This all happened long ago. My father told me all about it. Long ago, in the region of Pexpre, there existed an artifact conjured from high magic and tears from the stars themselves. Its name? The Wishdream Star. A beautiful, shining light losange that true to its name, could grant its user a boundless quantity of wishes. Naturally, its power drew out attention, but mainly of two races that live in the region. On one side, The humadroids of Dolorport, also known as the Dolorians, desired a bigger knowledge of technology. Despite the fact that they never needed magic, the Dolorians sensed that the Wishdream Star contained a great amount of energy - which would be useful to expand their technological domain. On the opposite side, The danses of Merrytal, also known as the Merries, wanted greater power, enough to change their bodies. To them, the Wishdream Star would bring their race back to the former glory as the now extinct species Muuden -. a race of powerful sorcerers which would find use of the artifact's magic potential. Many more races wanted that shape, of course, but those were the main two, who managed to keep most of the others away. But a powerful object like this, falling in wrong hands, could provoke a cataclysmic situation. At this time, one of my kind, the Gray One, chose to do what was needed: He casted the artifact away from the reach of most, letting it into the sky with a powerful curse. From that spell, the night sky of Pexpre had purple tones, dying the scene. Neither the Dolorians or the Merries could find the artifact again, no matter how much they searched. And that is the way it has been for decades.
