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Centuries ago, this marshy wasteland was a beautiful place. Stories have been passed down to those that would have their decendants remember the past, but the youth of the next generation waste the effort away, choosing not to care so much as they were asked to.
When the curse was pronounced, and the swamps began to devour the land...many things became lost and forgotten.
Today, those secrets are being rediscovered. Not only have the humans begun to uncover the secret that holds Castle Lesismoore up from sinking into the unyielding swamps...but a certain drow is destined to discover another secret today, found just North of the Castle.
Where he travels, he will soon begin to see the swamps receding slightly, yet not altogether. He'll come across a thick growth of vile weeds and odd-shaped trees, deformed and rotting, yet bunched tightly together, thorns protruding from their slimy trunks. He'll hack his way through this...and discover a forgotten graveyard. Those that lived in this place before will have finally been found. The grave will be partially submerged in the filthy water of the swamps. Among the drowning stones that barely hold their heads out of the murky submersion, only one thing will catch the drow's eye. A small building of moss and weeds-covered stone, and a door. To a drow in pain from the sunlight, this door promises shelter. One would think.
[ 05-13-2005, 06:23 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]
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