Around a century ago, Klarabella, once a heroic knight of the order of the Last Prayer, departed on a crusade of her own and at the cost of her own life she breached the gates of Castly Hushabye and silenced the last know Great Horror… ushering in the new age of peace.

Not accepting her name and memory be struck from the Book of Prayers - as per the creed of their order - a small group of her most loyal companions deserted and founded their own order in reverence of her name.

Soon after Klarabella’s disappearance, a strange, yet rare disease began afflicting girls and women of the villages across the valley - known as the Pale Heart by the common man, or Klarabella’s Murmurs by those devout to her name.

Wracking their chests with searing agony as if their hearts were caught in a vice of noxious, eroding poison and claims of a distant voice echoing from deep inside. Death is slow, but always assured as the mind is soon overcome by madness and their bodies so weakened by pain they are no longer able to move. Their hair turning pale and the color of their eyes fading into green… both traits of the lost hero.

The order of Sancta Klarabella keep their doors open to these poor women, inviting them onto their hallowed grounds with promise of care, treatment and a longer life in service of something greater. Such is their dedication that only those afflicted by the disease are allowed to stay. Those who’ve heard the voice. The hero’s call.

Extended Lore -> https://hushabyevalley.tumblr.com/post/184299269487/the-order-of-sancta-klarabella-around-a-century