[StarMann]

The years come and go and with their passing the nights get easier and easier until, one day, the dreams begin anew. But, on the first night, all of Esshar, native or not, would dream of the same thing. A woman, her features hidden, bound in chains and wreathed in shadows. She would call out for help but before you could answer you would awaken. Since then dreaming has returned to normal but images of the woman still creep in from time to time.