In the centuries following Aradon the Dark's disappearance, his monstrous legion retreated into the depths of the Forbidden Forest. There, they entered a state of dormancy, their once fearsome presence reduced to mere whispers among the trees. Yet, even in their slumber, an unyielding bond to their master persisted, a silent vigil awaiting his return.
The creatures sensed the passage of time differently from mortals. Decades felt like mere moments, and while kingdoms rose and fell beyond the forest's edge, they remained steadfast in their anticipation. Legends of their existence faded into obscurity, dismissed as mere folklore by the new generations. However, the monsters knew the truth: their purpose was intertwined with Aradon's destiny, and until he called upon them once more, they would remain hidden, ever watchful.