Upon entering this old town, you are greeted by a sign that reads “Welcome to Old Ashton!”. It was the beginning of summer, the town was bustling due to it being tourist season. From the looks of it, the people of this town took pride in their legends and other paranormal stories, that they kept this place looking like it did around the time of the early 15th century. While allowing it to be up to date with the current technology of today, all for the tourists that would come and go.
One of the popular places to eat and sleep at was The Cockatrice and The Carpenter Pub. Like most inns and taverns, it would be one of the hot spots to hear about the local legends and paranormal activity. One of the places that would exist the lips of the villagers of the town would be Highburn Citadel, rumored to be a place where all kinds of things could and will happen to anyone that happened to step foot onto its property. Most tourists would settle at the property lines and take pictures of the massive castle, with the occasional brave soul that would become a lost soul.
Highburn Citadel was rumored to be older than Old Ashton itself, along with different stories of who or what live within those walls. It sits on the far edge of town, up on a large hill that overlooks the town.
Serenity was waiting at the gates of Highburn Citadel, waiting for her friend to meet her here. For her own amusement and curiosity, Serenity was dressed to match the town’s theme. Her brown eyes were scanning the old castle as she pulled her long black hair up into a ponytail. A part of her was hoping some of the rumors were true and that this trip wouldn't be wasted on tall tales.
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