Dreams, glory, power. Generations after the Shattering of the Worlds, magic and gods were but whispers of a forgotten age. In the void left by the absence of known magic, a golden era of ingenuity and technological marvels dawned. The isolated planes, now drifting as islands in the magic-soaked ether, began absorbing the chaotic energy around them.  

This mystical essence permeated the living waters, which in turn infused the people. Strange and wonderful abilities emerged among the populace, each power unique to its island shard. Wherever power grows though, so does corruption and greed. These powers manifested only in The Awakened, a ruling class that dominated the island shards.

Transportation and trade between the shards was also kept under tight control by The Awakened, for the only way to traverse the cosmos was via a Wayfarer piloted by a group of RiffRunners and a Driftweaver musician at the helm. There was a time when these pilots could power their ships with the spark of music from within, but the ability to create music was mysteriously lost, leaving only pre-existing sheet music behind. These became closely guarded and highly valued, known as “Scores”.

Yet, amid the fragments of shattered civilizations, a broken and scattered people witnessed the extraordinary. In every corner of the cosmos, a figure materialized within the aether of the Expanse and a song reverberated through the void. A proclamation that would stir thousands of souls to embark on Wayfarers, daring the dust of the cosmos—to ride the waves of ethereal music, ever seeking this gift and new harmonies in a universe of discord.

To the Lover, the Fighter, the Queen, the Writer

Bring me your broken dreams, let them ignite you

If you're worthy, I'll breathe new life into your soul

Turn your dreams to gold, make your spirit whole

I am the Seraph of Stardust, hear my call

Where devils bow and angels fall

The love of Death now holds the key

At the crossroads of possibility come find me

Return to me the rhythm of my Soul

The melody of my celestial Bones to make me whole

Set your Axe on fire and let it point the way

Match my Heartbeat or surely go astray

So to the Lover, the Fighter, the Queen, the Writer

Bring me your dreams and I’ll make your load lighter

To awaken the sleeping across the endless sea

I wait for you

I wait for you

Endlessly

This kicked off a new age and the Hunt for the Seraph’s Gift began.

Welcome to the Age of Wayfarers!

Listen to The Seraph's Song: