Know now all who look upon me that I was once a ruler of tens of thousands

Twas I who challenged the powers of RavensDale, proud and dark, and fell to this lowly coutenance.

I sought a tryst with evil, calling upon the Darklings in my war upon this place.

And in the Wars sought to take the realm and make it a kingdom dark and corrupt.

Now without my dearest of tools; Sword, Craft, and Talisman I am unloosed.

By the by, don't disturb the Monks they are a nasty lot!

My place is now along the shores south of the barrowsmire, a craggy estate leading down to a sea wall, and small jetty.

Silence Hold

In deference to my status the Five gave me this place, thousands of years ago.
My spirit captive here, continues on for the length of its days. Only 1 hand now can take my life, and it will come to pass someday.. but not yet..

Not yet.....