The siege of Blackmoor has ended in fire and blood. Within the ruined keep, you discover a sealed chamber untouched by flame. At its heart stands an obsidian altar, and upon it rests a crown of black steel, still glowing faintly as though alive.
The whispers of the slain echo in the halls, warning of curses older than kings. Yet beyond these walls, lords and armies await a new ruler.
The choice is yours, and the realm holds its breath.
👉 What will you do with the Crown of Blackmoor?
Medieval Serenity
The siege of Blackmoor has ended in fire and blood.
Within the ruined keep, you discover a sealed chamber untouched by flame. At its heart stands an obsidian altar, and upon it rests a crown of black steel, still glowing faintly as though alive.
The whispers of the slain echo in the halls, warning of curses older than kings. Yet beyond these walls, lords and armies await a new ruler.
The choice is yours, and the realm holds its breath.
👉 What will you do with the Crown of Blackmoor?
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