There have always been the Twenty One Pillars of Rectitude who sustain the World; Seven Saints to insure the sanity of the World; Seven Technicians to insure it's correct mechanical working; and Seven Scribbling Giants to write it's scenarios and histories. The Saints and Technicians were always in plentiful supply. But not the Scribbling Giants. So when Atrox Fabulinus, the greatest of the Scribbling Giants, was most foully murdered with his own nine-foot goose feather quill, the World staggered with the collapse of it's most sustaining pillar.