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Woe befalls all who dwell within Darklore Manor

For those who have met their fate within this blighted place

Are cursed to forever wander its unhallowed halls

Within this sanctuary of shadows

The restless dead can find no surcease from their eternal suffering

I have brought this curse upon myself

As did my ancestors before me

I hereby confess my guilt

For I have conspired in blasphemous acts

And have committed grievous and ghastly deeds

And though I be the last of the Darklore bloodline

This curse shall not end with my death

For we have awakened a great darkness

And its hungers cannot be quenched