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Two months ago the heads of the Holy Orders had met for the first time in decades. Though there was no general agreement, six of them had already noticed the signs of darker times to come. Each of the orders alone was found wanting, so a co-operation in a small scale was arranged, to bring together their strengths. One of the marks they placed on their map was a small village, called Falcon's hollow. And so each of them sent a paladin of their order to each of the marks. Thus were the fates of our heroes guided..."
Jak's Napes certainly doesn't look like a place for great heroes, the walls of this inn leaning rather threateningly outwards and the common room looks rather suspicious as well, even though the owner seems a rather nice fellow and gentle smells of freshly baked goods float from the kitchen. Yet this is the place where the six champions were ordered to meet and the day of the meeting is now at hand, midday is fast approaching.
Jak's Napes certainly doesn't look like a place for great heroes, the walls of this inn leaning rather threateningly outwards and the common room looks rather suspicious as well, even though the owner seems a rather nice fellow and gentle smells of freshly baked goods float from the kitchen. Yet this is the place where the six champions were ordered to meet and the day of the meeting is now at hand, midday is fast approaching.