[Location] Frank's Castle

[Aviator]

The building did resemble a castle in a way. It rested on the outskirts of town, and cast a gloomy air on all who passed under its shadow. It was constructed of cold gray cobblestones and possessed four towers, one on each corner of the square structure. In the center, the castle keep rose imposingly, topping the four towers and ending in a spire of dark green. Two windows adorned the keep and a door was located at it's base. At the front of the castle, the drawbridge was lowered, spanning a shallow moat. The moat was full, and the water swirled and foamed forming murky green soup. The portcullis was raised, its spikes hanging over the entrance ready to impale anyone who passed with a twisted piece of iron.

The gate house was dark. Passing under the portcullis is difficult enough, but the sheer nothingness inside the gate house turned most visitors away immediately. A large wooden, slab door is shut tightly and seems incredibly difficult to move. It's heavy boards sealed tightly shut with black iron supports, but the door is much stronger than it appeared. This was the only apparent entrance to the castle and few ventured towards it.

The tales involving the castle forced fear through the veins of most people who heard of how the building acted. It's stories are embedding in the history of Mystique eternally, but nobody understands the exact details regarding it's presence. Even the Phaelon struggled when approaching the place and the building has stood mostly untouched since even so many patterns later. The fact is that the castle is just as mysterious and complicated as the stories suggest and only the most brave and most curious people ever come into it's perimeter.

Generally, the area surrounding the castle is uninviting relative to the rest of the beautiful, flora filled city. The trees seem to have been dead for eras as one moves closer to the castle and the grass surrounding the moat has browned to the point where druids cannot change its color. Haunting over the rest of the city, the silent structure occasionally stirs- a happening that few have witnessed and most only speak of in private and through whispers.

Contributions form Robare, restoration and updating by Aviator.