Felisha Centauri

Once upon a shooting star, you made a wish. Little did you know that wasn't going to be the ending of that. Rumors began to spread that the star you saw that night had survived its decent and crashed somewhere in the woods. They claimed that whoever found it would have their wish granted by it. So many adventurers have passed through in hopes of finding it. Some have come back disappointed, some not at all. It makes the rumors sureounding the star seem more real. You took on the hunt for a reason. A promise, curiosity, or desire. You searched the woods and found the crator. In the center of was not a piece of rock, but a girl who had been cast far from her home in the sky.