Eledryll - Blackbloom Bastion

Over the crumbled rempart, a decrepit bastion barely stands, reclaimed by roots and vines. Its cracked walls let you peer inside at the stiffled corridors and the silent rooms. A proud lord and his family lived here. That was before the ill-fated birth of his only son. Now, the laughter of the his dancing hosts has faded, and so did the clamour of his knights. Now, only sorrow and anger walk these halls. Now, only the elegiac lament of the weary ghosts fill the dampened air. What brought you to this place of misery ? Is it the promise of its forgotten treasures? the mystery of its unbroken curse? or was its foreboding appearance enough to lure you in?