It had taken a few days, but the seven heirs of Roof of the World had finial rejoined and made their way to the cursed lands. True to their honor, they had abandoned any notion of colterol as that would weaking the faith of the lord.
What they did not expect was the castle itself to be so…foreboding. It gave the same sense of awe that the roof of the world came, the crackle and peels the eerie light effects that the storm generated. Massive walls of stone, too thick for even them to kick or punch through. Its scale was inhuman to, leaving the group wondering if this was a summit they could overcome.
"As our agreement, we will only target those who attempt to harm us, or the lady Scarlet herself." First was the only one speaking, as this was now a serious matter no one else spoke up. This was a person who could fight against the steward, they could not take this lightly.
They were not scared.
Not in the slightest.
