Designed by Maklos
- Rooms: 136
- Lifespan: 30 minutes
- Player Kill Types: NPK
- Location: x649 y1066
- Exploration Objectives: 5
- Experience Modifier: 1.00
Suggested Levels
- Solo: 22-31
- Medium Groups: 20-28
- Large Groups: 18-23
Description:
Ages in the past, there lived a great warrior named Czerean, who
carved a kingdom far to the north where the land is mountainous and barely
survivable. Due to the strength of his character and the might of his
sword, his small kingdom flourished.
One day, Czerean's queen, Ilyana, took sick with a deathly fever that
seemed to develop overnight. Alas, none could diagnose what was troubling
the beautiful queen, and she slowly sank deeper into the throes of the
sickness.
Desperate for a cure to her malaise, Czerean sent out messengers to the
surrounding kingdoms, searching for anyone who could cure his beloved.
A bent and crippled man limped into the fortress demanding to see the
king. The man and the king met for hours, and finally the man limped out
of the meeting hall and walked to the highest tower. Czerean ordered that
his wife be brought to the tower and that they were to be left alone for
three weeks.
Many strange and horrifying sounds echoed from that lofty parapet. People
began to speak of tales of demon worshipping and other heinous acts being
committed. Then came the fateful day, when the tower door swung slowly
open. A black cloud of brimstone and other foul odors issued forth,
obscuring vision for a long moment.
The moment that tower door opened, it was as if the abyss itself had
opened its bowels and unleashed its fury. Great black forms flew from the
door, striking down all that were in their way. The slaughter was
overwhelming, and only a few poor, tortured souls survived to make it to
the surrounding towns to warn off any travelers bound for Czareran.
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