Sandpoint, like any other town in Varisia, has had its fair share of problems.
Although some of the kids in town weren’t born yet, the town had experienced a terrible tragedy some twelve years ago when a crazy man named Chopper went on a murderous spree that cost the lives of over two dozen people in town.
Thankfully the sheriff back then, Casp Avertin, found out who was behind the murders. At the cost of his own life, Sheriff Avertin had put an end to Chopper once and for all.
You think the town would be safe after that. But as luck—or bad luck—would have it, another terrible tragedy fell on the town. A month after Chopper had been taken care of by Sheriff Avertin, a terrible fire struck Sandpoint.
The fire started in the Sandpoint Chapel. As the town rallied to save the church, the inferno spread quickly, consuming the North Coast Stables, the White Deer Inn, and three homes.
In the end, the church burnt to the ground, leaving the town’s beloved priest Ezakien Tobyn and his beautiful adopted daughter Nualia dead.
When the burnt buildings finally cooled down enough, the people of Sandpoint started to rebuild their beloved town. Never to be forgotten, the people called the tragic events that had occurred, The Late Unpleasantness.
It would take many years. But eventually a new cathedral was built on top of the old one. The new Sandpoint Cathedral was not dedicated to the worship of a single deity. Rather, it gathered under its eaves the six most commonly worshiped deities in the region: Abadar, Desna, Erastil, Gozreh, Sarenrae, and Shelyn. In a way, Sandpoint Cathedral was like having six different churches under one impressive roof.
The cleric in charge of Sandpoint Cathedral was a man named Abstalar Zantus. Most people called him Father Zantus.
To celebrate the completion of the new cathedral, the people decided to throw a huge town-size party during the Swallowtail Festival. There would plenty of food, games for all ages, music and dancing at the festival. It would also be the day the new cathedral would be consecrated, blessed and opened for all to enjoy.
But the Swallowtail Festival proved to be yet another tragic day in Sandpoint’s already dark history.
“Hey, wake up!”
To be continued…