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The castle stood at the very edge of the cliff. It was a 200 foot sheer drop to the forested valley below. It was obsidian; jet black volcanic glass. It had been characterized as a perching dragon, a lurking spider, even an ever-watching demon. No matter what the characterization of the castle, it was always spoken of in hushed tones, and always with a symbol to ward off evil. It was the home of the PrinceLord, an undying, unaging wizard who had bent the most solitary dragons to his will. And hidden in a dark, dank corner of the castle, was the room of Myslto the Bard, eternal companion of PrinceLord. Here is where your journey begins. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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I've been living in this castle for almost two years. Being surrounded by dragons is a bit discomfiting, but one gets used to it after a while. I wish to welcome you to my corner of the Obsidian Castle, owned by PrinceLord. I have not communicated with another live person since I came here, with the exception of my Lord. I do hope to see you again soon, and wait for the time we may continue this conversation. | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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My interests:�Books/Magazines�Fantasy/Role Playing�Paranormal�Pets/Animals�Science FictionOf course, these aren't all my interests, but you'll have to ask nicely to find out the rest. And I hope you will. |
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