Father Sanuires story
“Young men shall see visions, and old men shall
dream dreams. So state the holy texts of Yirratama
Indeed, great things have come upon me recently in
dreams. But I’m obviously too old to receive the
visions- visions regarding you, my friends.”
“Only recently did the great warrior Sir Praetol
wage a war of his own with the fiends of the dark
planes. My world, Qua-Nosham- as some name
it- has long been plagued by fiends: Tanar´ri,
Baacatezu, and Yugoloths. Sir Praetol sought to
take the fight to the enemy. Though the brave
hero fell to a terrible disease soon after returning,
he brougth with him a secret known to few.
“The fiends have the ability to come and go as
they please to any plane, any world- this we
already knew. Lady Praetol discovered how they
do it. A foul creature of great size - Maeldur Et
Kavurik- gives them the power.
“This bloated abomination carves temporary
paths through the multiverse, and the fiends use
those paths to make their way to any destination
they choose. But without the Maeldur, this ability
is stripped away. The fiends will be limited just as
you and I, with no power to simply appear and
disappear at will.
“That’s where my dream comes in. In this dream,
one of the celestial stewards known as a deva
came to me. She spoke of wondrous and strange
things, and spoke of dealing a mighty blow to the
fiends.
“The deva told me that it is possible to protect
my world from their horrors for good. To see it
accomplished, she guided me here. Told me that
you were heroes who could do something with
Sir Praetol´s secret. You could be the champions
who tear this power from the fiends, making
them weaker and easier to overcome
forevermore. The only question is...
will you?