Over the crumbled rampart, a decrepit bastion barely stands, reclaimed by roots and vines. Its cracked walls let you peer inside at the stifled corridors and the silent rooms. A proud lord and his family lived here. That was before the ill-fated birth of his only son. Now, the laughter of the dancing hosts has faded, and so did the clamor of his knights. Now, only sorrow and anger walk these halls. Now, only the elegiac lament of the weary ghosts fill the dampened air. What brought you to this place of misery? Is it the promise of its forgotten treasures ? the mystery of its unbroken curse? or was its foreboding appearance enough to lure you in?
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All four variations come with the interior and exterior of the fortress, in three distinct overalls : a well maintained version of the bastion where life keeps on going ; a ruined version with broken tiling and caved-in roof ; and a parasited version where thorny vines adorned with deadly blooms took over the castle.
* Day — A distant sun weakly shines over the forgotten wood, projecting colorful rays through the stained-glass windows.
* Night — A pale moon shines in the sky above your head. Long shadows form in the dimly lit corridors of the crumbling bastion.
* Foggy — A thick fog invades the interior courtyard through the fallen rampart, encasing the forlorn fortress in a white veil.
* Rain — Heavy rain falls down on the manor, streaming along the window panels. The roof creaks and moans in the storm. Something is coming...
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