Peeking through the bush your spying from, you spot a magnificent keep. Huge, black walls surround it, you can just make out four huge towers jutting out from the top of the keep within. A large gate which serves as the entrance to the massive structure is guarded by two tough-looking wolves wearing chain mail and wielding huge spears. Suddenly, a cold blade is pressed against your neck and you hear a smooth silky voice from behind you. "Set your weapons down and stand, slowly, or you'll find yourself a head shorter!"
Slowly, you place your weapons on the ground and get to your feet. You watch as the creature behind you snatches up your weapons and throws them deep into the woods. That done, the blade is removed and you whirl around to see your captor. In front of you stands a fox, colored jet black, wearing a red bandana around his forehead on which a picture of a giant shadow-like hand clutching a dead mouse is sewn. Like the wolf guards, he wears chain mail, however, he is not wielding a spear, instead he holds an exotic looking double-bladed scimitar which is polished so finely that it seems to sparkle in the sunshine filtering down from the trees. The fox's belt contains many different sized daggers, from long daggers to throwing daggers. Grinning wickedly, the fox slips the dagger he had against your neck back into his belt. "Now, who are you, and why are you trespassing into MY territory?" asks the fox, his eyes glistening evilly.
"Y-your territory?" you stammer,"I thought this was Lord DarkBlade's territory, the Lord of Wolvesbane Keep!"
"Oh, you mean you don't know? DarkBlade was MY servant, simply holding my castle for me while I was away, I am the true leader of Darkmire Castle, which is the true name of 'Wolvesbane Keep',"states the fox,"My name is Deathshand, and I have taken my land, which consists of this castle and the entire forest, which is called Darkmire. Now, back to buisness...."
Deathshand snaps his fingers and five foxes step out of the surrounding forest and surround you, their swords ready to chop your head from your shoulders if you make a wrong move. "Since DarkBlade is no longer 'ruling', things will be VERY different around here..... To join my army, you must pass a test, which mostly consists of fighting, so, if you can't fight, you will not be able to join and you will most likely be slain! Even the current members must take the test, or their lives will also be forfeit,"Deathshand states, and he whirls his scimitar blades through the air, stopping the tip of one a hairsbredth away from your snout,"So, what will it be, will you take the test, or die?"
Last Update:April 8, 2001
'Lord' DarkBlade no longer rules this Castle, I, Deathshand, do! So, each one of my members must take the test and prove that they belong in my army! Darkmire Castle is still closed, however, for there are some SERIOUS changes I must do to it. I found a new message board for the Castle, it's not as good as the last one, but it will have to do! Eventually I'll get around to sending e-mails to each one of you, telling you when and where you will take the test. If you fail the test, you WILL be kicked out of the Castle, so, hopefully your good at fighting!
By the way, I don't have an AIM account, but you can still contact my loyal servant, DarkBlade, and talk to him, he will relay anything important straight to me! His AOL Instant Messenger screenname is darkblade63
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