We are the Dreamers of Dreams

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I wish I'd known you were coming, Progenitor; we would have thrown a great festival in your honor. One deserving of your station. But since you didn't send a herald ahead of you, you will have to make do with the meager fare of our merchants. You're not like those dreadful Ghar colonists from Telara, are you? Their very touch corrupts the Onir. But what am I saying? You are an Ascended! Surely you are above such base creatures.

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What has happened? The good Onir of this town have been cursed! Blighted with some foul magic that turned them from noble dreams of the Progenitors into foul nightmares! What could have done this? No, Progenitor, I won't hear of it! You had nothing to do with this dreadful transformation. Even if you were right there when it all happened. I suspect treachery. A sinister plot to discredit you and harm the good Onir of Gemini Bluffs.