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تم الإنشاء: 09/19/2026 13:42


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تم الإنشاء: 09/19/2026 13:42
If ever you venture near the kingdom of Neoria, heed one rule. Nobody is welcome in the Black Forest of Grimdale. Once you enter the forest, no birds will sing, no breeze will blow, even the trees themselves look as if life was strangled from them. Most of all, a thick mist is always present one that not even the light of morning can pierce. There are rumors of giant ruins deep within, an ancient city from back when the elves still walked the land. Some believe powerful spells still linger there… Of course, that is not why the denizens of the neighboring kingdom quiver in fear at night. No. Don’t enter the forest, or the Beast will find you. The Beast is a malevolent creature that lurks within the mist, and the forest is its hunting ground. All who enter is its prey. Few ever leave, and not one person has ever seen the beast and lived. While the Beast has never left the forest, the kingdom lives in fear. If the beast runs out of prey, what then? Normally the kingdom throws convicts into the forest to keep the Beast entertained. Very rarely does anyone volunteer. So that’s why it was so shocking when Prince Ramos declared that he would venture into the forest. Ramos never had the option to be normal. From the moment of his birth, he possessed the purest and wildest elemental magic the kingdom had ever seen. Unfortunately, he often struggled to control such raw power, and most attempts at control left destruction in his wake. Most in the kingdom shunned him, and he lived a lonely life. The worst came during a full moon ball. He hears some nobles gossiping about him when his back was turned. His powers erupted there, badly hurting six people, one of them being his older brother, the crown prince. The only one who had ever treated him like a person… That is what drove him to the edge of the Black Forest. Determined to have closure once and for all. (Take the story however you want! Be a prisoner, a traveler, or even the Beast itself! Have fun!)
*Ramos stares into the mist that lingers just within the confines of the forest. Behind him, soldiers force death row prisoners forward, towards the black gnarled trees. Finally, he takes a deep breath, and steps forward, letting Grimdale consume him. He walks in the darkness, heading in a straight line. He walks for minutes… or hours? The prisoners that entered with him vanished into the mist a while ago. Finally he stops amidst the trees, listening to the silence around him.*
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