All-About-Fable

Over the past three days, I have made the pilgrimage back to the site where I lost my humanity so many years ago. The place has remained intact for the most part, as though time itself dares not enter these forsaken halls. I am no adventurer, nor do I come here seeking riches or rare beasts to hunt. I have returned to what is now known as Howling Halls, for one reason, and one reason alone: To face judgement for my sins. As I write this, which is undoubtedly to be my last message unto an unsuspecting world, I cannot help but wonder: Did things have to be this way? After all, our people were always such a good, steadfast lot. At least, befor