A long time ago a prophet left his homeland impatiently. He stumbled around for many years. He saw a lot and learned
thoroughly. As there was nothing new, he decided to become a hermit.
In the mountains a wizard had left a the
dark tower. The prophet went up to the top and claimed it for his abode. Years passed and one day he
figured out that he had lost his speech. In this hour a green haze came creeping across the mountains. Lightning
and thunder filled the valley. The prophet transformed into a unicorn. Wise and speechless. Only a virgin
could rescue him. Souls rarely got lost in these lands. The green fog was everwhere and at all times.