The interaction of light refracting off the endless stream of water was quite a sight; capturing the man, creature, child. A place of serene tranquility, sitting at the base of Mt. Magical providing fresh water and fish to the surrounding lands. Flowing uninterrupted for generations the falls had seen much, if the rock walls could speak they would have many tales to tell. Over the course of the last generation there has been war and famine. The river was even damned during the time of great evil which seems to be stirring once again.....