When the cursed prince reigned in his kingdom in the circled mountains, the nobles did conspire amongst themselves to destroy him. They risked their lives to do so, for amongst those of his family before him, he was the most evil. They risked themselves so to be free of him. The evil prince survived many attempts at his life; in doing so, he obtained many wounds, and thus, consulted dark beings to heal him and to extend his life.
The evil man retaliated against the nobles and the people in his kingdom by many vicious means. He used the power of warlocks and other dark beings for his own protection. He surrounded his castle with fallen soldiers and creeping things that would haunt the streets of the surrounding towns and villages in the night.
As time passed, many adventurers offered their skills to the nobles, and ventured into the prince's castle. It was said that many entered the shrouded place, but none escaped to claim the rewards offered by the nobles. At times, several adventurers entered the dark woods surrounding the castle, but as it always went, none ever returned.
Brave companies of men who ventured as far as the outskirts of the dark woods claimed to see bones strewn about the trees, and the silent forms of dark things waiting amongst them; they beckoned the brave to enter. At times, the prince himself would come forth, and lead great armies of fallen soldiers to raze towns and lay siege to kingdoms.
He would then return triumphant to his dark castle, and dark laughter would be heard in the fog-covered woods.
Of the few adventurers that did manage to enter the towers, none would never return, nor their souls escape, for the evil prince had more than evil minions to wander the hallways and chambers of his castle. One such adventurer was heard saying: "Hold my ale, and my gold reward ready, for I shall return with the prince's blood on my sword!"
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