"He sits laying in wait, training himself in battle day after day, night after night. He watches and waits, listening to the wind rustling through the corridors and crevices of his massive, and otherwise uninhabited castle. Waiting for days on end, he plays melodic tunes to himself as the world around him is lush, but lifeless, for no man has set on this plane of existance since he, the warlord himself had come and taken this very castle, and where he is now doomed to reside untill his debt is payed for the horrid actions he hath commited."