Old Khoan was a simple man leading a happy life.

He and the rest of the Phoenix Village inhabitants worked the fields of the most fertile place they had ever known-- Phoenix Valley. But one day, while out in the midday sun, he heard a deafening crack, and as they turned toward the sound, they could hardly believe their eyes; about twenty yards away, an incredibly bright oval was floating just inches off the ground, and before they even had time to postulate as to what witch-craft could have possibly have taken place, a green figure riding some sort of metallic beast came roaring through the light and onto their green fields.

O'Malley (Artist's interpretation from eye-witness account)

This figure was named O'Malley, and from the velocity of his movement and the wild look in his eyes, the villagers might have come to the conclusion that he was being chased by something even more terrifying. They would have been correct, for only moments after he tore past them, the light emitting from the glowing doorway was suddenly blocked by an immense, unmistakable sihlouette-- that of a monstrous Wraith. A moment later, a second Wraith appeared. Then a third and a forth. Now, the people of Phoenix Village could be accused of many things (like growing ridiculously long beards), but acting dim-witted was not one of them, and before the inevitable fifth monster appeared, they had already turned away and begun to flee. 

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