The History When the First, the wizardress from the Distant World, activated the transport (see Rosha world history for more details on that), a spiritual people, known as the Ruwar were transported to the site of several massive boulders made completely of jade in a deep forest. They were a scholarly people, versed in the study of science, magic, and possessed of an innate artistic nature. They valued beauty and strove to impress it into all things they created. To the East of these boulders they built a small village. They sensed a strength in the stones and soon came to understand that a powerful source of energy, a Stone Fyre resided within the great rocks. They longed for their homeland lost and decided to undertake a fantastic feat that would preserve their vanished realm forever. They carved the stones into buildings, all the while chipping away and streamlining the Fyre in the process, actually enhancing the flow of Stone Energy with their constructions, channeling the essence of it into an unseen cascade that fountained into the center building. When this was complete they carved a marvelous sword to serve as the focal point of all the magic, to be connected to the newly formed shrine, and the power it now held in abundance, forever. They did this with a single purpose in mind. Once the magic was harnessed and the weapon crafted, they began to carve the memories of their homelands onto the walls in the form of rune stories, to be preserved by the magic, and protected by the sword, of the Stone Fyre. They knew they would never see their homes again and believed that this would give the memory to all their future generations. The creation of the shrine took the Ruwar decades. In that time the hordes of goblins and other creatures were also arriving into the forest, turning it into a dangerous and twisted place. They fought many battles with these beings, each costing them dearly. At one point, the town outside the Shrine was sacked and burned entirely to the ground. Little by little they were dying off. Toward the end, only the very scribes and historians who took refuge within the protection of the shrine were left living. A leader of great evil and strength led a final attack onto the Shrine, dedicated to toppling the inhabitants and claiming the power of the Fyre for their own. The monks did all they could to protect the place but in a desperate battle, that later came to be known as the Stand of Endings, they were all wiped out. Somehow, the evil overlord, who's name was lost over time, was unable to claim the power of the Fyre. Some legends say that the sword was removed and hidden, or that the energies rejected him, or that at the last he was slain even in his moment of victory. Whatever the case, the shrine buildings were left abandoned by both creator and marauder. It is no wonder that the place has since become haunted. In the night, the priests of this temple rise from their troubled graves and whisper the stories that they carved on the walls of the shrine, dreaming of a home they’ll never find, unable to rest in a world not their own. Tales of kings and heroes, tragedy and madness are whispered on the hollow wind that blows through the old temple. Ghosts, trapped like flies in a web, linger in the magic that surrounds the place, muttering restlessly of their lives that ended long ago.