OC The Golden Wanderer

There was a cloaked individual who traveled to the five minor towns of Dusted Gray.

Always upon arrival, this individual offered everyone a small, golden globe. The villagers were hesitant at first but found out there was no harm in receiving one.
The mystery of the individual grew fast. It did not respond to any queries or speech. It just walked away once everyone got a golden piece and later appeared elsewhere.
When the last village got its share, the individual raised its hands to the skies and looked up. Its arms looked...unnatural. Then, with a poof, it was gone.

Some speculated that the Gods wanted to give gifts to the people. Others threw their globe away later in fear, that they will bring something sinister some day. Some people started to pilgrimate between the villages for their unknown wanderer's memory.