A legend told that far, far away, on the edge of the magical realms, there was a city, a great black city built on a mountain famous for its curse.
Only the black mages and all those who were deeply linked to the darkness were allowed to enter this place of the night, feared by all. It was there, far from the light, that a young boy named Miron was imprisoned. He lived within the walls of a huge building, among other children, under the domination of a banished black mage, who tried to subdue him because of his rebellious and untamable nature. Miron did not know how to break free from this terrible prison. But opportunity knocked in the year he turned thirteen when he discovered a power his dark tormentors wished he had never known.

The Prince Of Mages

The day was already well advanced when the five adventurers arrived in front of a high wall, which must have once represented a defensive construction as revealed by the sketches of combat weapons engraved on it. Luckily for them, it was not imbued with any magic, and so they could easily see the past through a huge gap that made the architecture look ugly. 


Behind the imposing wall, the adventurers discovered a huge abandoned city where nature had apparently regained its rights. 


“Wow! One wonders what happened.” Quioppe said, impressed in spite of himself. 


“How can anyone abandon a place like that," Miron strengthened, admiring the place. “It's so beautiful, so rich!” 


“After all we've seen in this damn forest, I'm not surprised that whoever they are, they've chosen to abandon this city despite all they've left behind.” 


The abandoned city