Like the Sun is to the universe, the Castle Beware is to the realm. Upon its floor, has most everyone tread. Within its walls one can be witness to the dance between sun and moon; seeing the Light rising, only to give way to Darkness, chasing each other in an endless cycle. In today's chaotic times, it can be hard to hear the living breath of the Castle. It can be hard to see why its stone walls were raised with hope and inspiration. Perhaps now is a good time to stop and smell the roses of history so that you may blend that sweet scent with the breath of untold future....
Up from the wilds of a realm, did the Noble Castle spring. The days back then were filled with the struggle of a new land. The Two Swords had been given to the realm by the Lady of the Lake in hopes that balance may be maintained between the Hopeful Dreamers of the Light and the Fiery Enslavers of the Dark. In the midst of a growing realm, the Castle stood. Home to the Light Dreamers, it's strong stone walls were made to keep the Darkness from getting a firm grip over the land. Darkness could invade the Forests. Darkness could invade the grasslands. Yet the strong walls of the Castle stood, offering solace to travelers and giving people new to the realm a place to come and learn about this budding world....
Sir George, a name in many a legend, was the Defender of the Light and the main protector of the Castle. With the blessed Sword Excalibur upon his side, he kept the Castle reasonably safe from the ploys and plots of the Dark. To aid him in his quest, many a brave and honorable soul stood by his side. With the help of Argarwaen, Nightbird, Sir Lygon, Lord Atray, elfin, The Lady of the Lake, Slave Trader and ~Angel~ the Light stood strong against the Dark. The castle became a keep for the Light, and the members of the Chaotic Dark were reduced to living in shadow....
But the Light did not go unchallenged, and when the Demon Lord Berserkr convinced the Lady of the Lake to Bless Him with Excalibur's Twin, Nuadu, the flame of the Light started to weaken. The Dark Guild was formed and they used never-before-seen solidarity to terrorize the comfort of the Light.
Thus the Dark Flood began....
First there was Berserkr, Loki, fleeting shadow, Catiana and Lej'ardamaine. Next came the tides of Dartylartha, Hela, Lady Emerald, BlackHeart and Sudden Death. Then the Dark Waters began churning with the addition of Moloch the Destroyer, Skye Darkblade, Forbidden Rose, BLACKCLOAK, Entity, and Marah. So the List grew and grew. The Flood was Great and a Dark Cloud would loom over Beware for generations to come. Yet the Light would not be Extinguished. Even as the Two Swords did fade from the realm, Dominance would not come to the Dark Hordes. Through every struggle, through every attempt to plummet Beware
into an unforgiving spiral of Dark, the Light has stood. Faint, perhaps, but definitely present. Eventually the Struggle between the two forces out grew the confining walls of the Castle. Moving outward into the Realm which had now grown in exponential leaps and bounds. There was a world to conquer for the Forces of Dark, and a Realm to Defend for the Forces of Light. By and by, the Castle was left in a state of neutral gray. No one flag flies over its tower. No single individual or group hails it as their stronghold. The Castle remains, a place for all. Where dark violence blends with light hope and the cycle forever turns.
~History compiled and written by crYme~
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