You've heard mention of Hester of Green Hilly before. You've also met our dear Chadara's sister, Chadri, who was a peach and a half in a soggy bar. Now, read Chadri's account of her adventures after being sent to investigate just what in the realms a Hester even is.
Dear Mother Effers,
As you recall, I was tasked to move into the world to investigate reports of a figure of Halflish folklore known only as The Hester. A calling I have since confirmed is name and title both.
I reported to Father Imdarr, follower of Tempes, at the All Faiths Shrine in Red Larch. It was here I first encountered The Hester of Green Hilly. A wizard of much power and skill, yet no formal training or matriculation to cite. She was simply born with it. A trait recurring once every few generations among her people, to do right and maintain "balance". Or to achieve her..."Hestiny".
While this all sounded like folk nonsense to me, my time with The Hester would reveal otherwise. Things happen while The Hester is around. Folk in the know, congregate around her and willingly aided us, often even after my own attempts at diplomacy would fail. She was sought for blessings, to be imparted with secrets, and her attention requested for tasks both mundane and mythic. I began to believe I was the only one in the Valley who had not heard of Hesters. I could still write her off as a seller of magic apples, but for the curious effects caused by--or perhaps drawn to -- The Hester, as if the Cosmos themselves, seek her attention.
Alsowise, The Hester claims she is only born when there is a need, and abroad when there is a great need. Sure enough, not long into my time with The Hester, did not one, but no less than four Great Evils slowly reveal themselves. Evils we, the Sisters of Chauntea, should be ashamed we did not see ourselves.
On the surface, this evils' reach took hold in the form of several cults, taking advantage of vulnerable souls, without depth of purpose, weak of mind and spirit...
...and thus, it passed, through her direct hand, The Hester saved town, valley, and realm. She rid Red Larch of the Lord of Lance Rock, dispelled the cults from the Valley, freed Dellmon Ranch of invading Orcs, rid Black Marsh of the murderous Halfbreed Butcher--himself a Hester imitator--freed Triboar and Lord Protector Stormcrow of dark influence (as well as aiding to clear up a matter of a personal nature), drove the Elemental Princes from this plane, dealing the deathblow on Ulhydra herself, and banished the cursed Drown from this plane, and saw safe the Mirabar Delegation, and Knights of Samular, late of Summit Hill.
Despite this litany of already epic accomplishments, she still found time to accompany our friend and companion--the young Lord Mariuz, aforementioned--to topple his cousin, who was behind plots from Worthwood to Triboar (see previous citation), and liberated that town and Citadel of the dread influence of vampires and devils.
Lastly, perhaps her most fated work, The Hester, with our aid, did battle with three devils, all of personal interest to torment the Hester, and freed the child, Umbra, from their Fell designs. Seeing her safely home to a strange place called Sigil, City of Doors. Wherefrom we were brought safely back to our start, at the All Faith Shrine of Red Larch.
In conclusion, it is my professional opinion, as an assign of the Fold of Chauntea, Our Lady of Perpetual Solace, Goldenfields, is that The Hester -- of Green Hilly or otherwise--should always have the full cooperation of our Sisterhood, and access to all resources afforded Chauntea's reach. And should, in the future, we ever again hear of a Hester abroad, afford such an event, the utmost priority, forever, anon. May she be seen as ally in full to all Chauntea's Children, and may all Hesters forever, be welcomed as a guiding star.
So say I,
Sister Chadri, Maiden of Chauntea
What's more, Mothers, Crones, and Fathers, what I saw most in my time among The Hester, was our own failure, as Chauntea's hands throughout the Dessarin Valley. These cults and other dark intercessors should never have even been allowed to take such roots, had only our Sisters been among these communities.
Where are our Sisters in Beliard, or Dellmon Ranch? Triboar? Worthwood? Where is our support to the folk of Red Larch, or Summit Hall in combating such Fell doers before they rise enough to threaten Her children? How many of my Sisters, like me, better suited to the fields, are kept behind ivy'd walls in Goldenfield, instead of out among the people to bring Her light and good works?
I, for one, shall not be returning. Upon much reflection, I will be taking charge of my own Fold, returning to my home in River Watch. Long have I acted the Maiden, as the first, fiery rays of Her Rising Light. I believe it is time I took responsibility, and moved on, to reflect the swollen, nurturing, noonday sun of the Mother.
I hereby declare this, by the authority granted me by Chauntea herself--frankly, I outrank you all by now. So, I move with this new authority, that my sisters be sent throughout the valley. Be among the people.
I will do the same.
But first, I should like to see Green Hilly. For I have heard much about it.
So say I,
Mother Chadri Dhi'Chadra, Matron Superior, River Watch.
Written by Marty