The old gypsy woman had seen the three stars of the prophecy fall to Uld. She was peering at the sky with her blind eyes, using her nether sight, when she saw another star fall. It was so bright to her magical vision it reminded her of looking at the sun. A smile crept over her wrinkled features; it was time, the Protector had come. The reign of the Dark King of the Kerrian Empire was soon to be ended, or so she hoped. The Great Mother of the people would do what needed to be done to drive darkness from the world. She would see to it that the Protector found the other fallen stars and was able to meet his destiny. Two other people saw the last star fall. One was an immortal elf, the first of his kind. The other was a man, who sat on the throne of the Kerrian Empire. He was only vaguely acquainted with the prophecy; for him the stars were something else altogether. The Dark King reached out with his mind and gave the star's impact location to the leader of one of his veteran...

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