The Story Master

The dark one spoke of his formation and his eventual creation of humanity and the stars and great beasts and all that is. Tyros knew only one God that had done all these things so he doubted most sincerely this flame-haired being was all that he said he was. However despite his doubt he could tell that the being was indeed powerful and likely ancient if it had ties to the amulet. He was careful to display only minor levels of awe upon his face. He dared not question the dark one, Halcyon’s tale.

Halcyon sighed, "You are a polite man, and I enjoy that. I can sense purity and kindness in your heart, and a desire to help others and I respect that. I am sure that you will be able to control the power of the Stones of the Hero... Speaking of which, how exactly did you come into possession of this artifact?"

"Thank you O’ Great Halcyon!" Tyros was truly ecstatic to hear this! "I have long sought to understand its power. It was my uncle who truly found the artifact. He was a great man. In my home realm, earth, he was a scholar and he raised me for a number of years. He studied archeology and mythology on paper, but truthfully he studied magical beings and artifacts. He would travel the world and return home with the most extraordinary things. I occasionally ventured with him. On our last expedition together we traveled to a remote jungle to locate a lost temple. The temple had a strange presence about it. We felt this before we even saw where it was. The entire structure was made invisible and we likely would not have found it if it were not for the over growth settled atop it, which seemed to be suspended in the air. In the depths of the temple at its very center we found the amulet. I was truly in awe at its beauty and so was my uncle; he had an almost mad grin across his face. He told me that I could have the honor of climbing the pedestal and retrieving it. But, he warned I must not touch the amulet with bare skin. I was foolish. I climbed up to where it rested and I stood and stared at it. A beautiful blue glow emanated from it. I was entranced. As if it were calling out to me I took a firm hold of it, ignoring my uncles warning, and I held it up in all its glory and suddenly I was gone from my realm, my beloved family, and all I once knew. I was thrust to another dimension and after that I was terrified to remove the amulet in hope that it might one day return me to my home. After many countless dimensional travels and after many years I ended up here in the crossroads. Only once did I ever think to remove the amulet from around my neck… But I was too late. Even now I feel rather nude without it about my neck…"