[Heads turn to the sky all across True Forsythia as a strange shape appears in the sky. It falls to the earth, a teardrop crystal emitting a beacon of red light, propelled by grand, translucent wings. It lands to the EAST of the WORLD CORE, the wings shattering with the sound of a thousand thunderclaps, the crystal rending a boulder in two before embedding itself partway into the soft ground. Creatures run from the impact as the WORLD itself draws a ominous breath and trembles.]
