Aight, I want to start of by saying that its 1 in the morning and Im a bit on the high side. I dont feel like going through all these stories to see if someones already written a story for Vermor Castle. I decide to write this story though cause I'm listening to Jimi Hendrix's song Castles Made of Sand.
So there was this evil dude. He was the most insane dude ever. He was brilliant though. He could take stone and turn it into living creatures. He called these creatures 'gargoyles'. (heh, had to ask Ent how to spell gargoyles. :mrgreen:) He loved his creatures, but they had a flaw, during the day the sun would turn them back into stone. So he started to develop a chemical to fix this problem. He needed something to test the chemicals on. He couldn't test them on the gargoyles because he loved them too much. Instead he decided to use his son. He despised his son and looked on him as a failure. So he administered the chemicals to his son. Something terrible happened. His son was polymorphed into what was later know as an ogre. The son hated his father even more, for making him such a horrible beast. He picked up his father and dragged him into white stone. There he buried him alive. Every night the gargs go out and attempt to find their master. Some adventures wander into the castle. The gargs try their best to defend it. Some say the ogre is still there, in the depts of the castle.