Echoing passages, a maze of ways, few accessible, wind through the rock cliff on which the castle is built, and deep under the castle, cellars, dusty crumbling rooms, and cells of dark design...
Echoing passages, a maze of ways, few accessible, wind through the rock cliff on which the castle is built, and deep under the castle, cellars, dusty crumbling rooms, and cells of dark design...
A worn stair leads down to the older parts, nearly forgotten parts of the castle, flambeaux painting the walls in amber and blood