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The mill deep within the Harvest Acres, just outside of the barrier the Life Sphere held within was home to a particularly ragged indigent who knew himself only as The Miller. A man of hard labor, often reeking of sweat and manure from a hard day, who spent his time watching over his family and crops. Today, however, things would not go as expected. Blight had struck his home, and his farmstead, cursing his crops and decaying his wealth of food. This was when desperate times called for desperate measures. The Ancestor of the Darkest Estate had been called upon for his expertise on the matter. Using granite slabs to carve intricate rituals this starry night, he set to work, trying to summon some... thing to 'help bolster the harvest's value to insurmountable size'. 

That night, a blue-green comet streaked across the sky, decimating the mill, destroying it, rubble suspended in a time halted aerial position, and rapidly crystallized the landscape, turning what were once farmhands, toads, and citizens into stony, shambling, stone husks... The hateful glow and insistent groaning from the distance forced the Life Sphere government to intervene, and hide the comet crash from the people. Now it is time. They cannot contain the comet's spiteful spreading any further. Calling again upon the ancestor, the people look to his cursed statue for assistance. Heroes must be called to quell the evil inside.

Something terrible is brewing.