Castellan

The nightmares initiated a destructive spree, Left in ruins the eight ceased to be.

For years most dreamers could not but flee, Thus the task of rebuilding fell squarely on me.

The times have changed and dreamers plea, The return of strongholds they expect for free.

Ah, but that is the rub you see, For these buildings, I hold the key.

I will let you run them for a fee, You need only ten, plus the three.

Give cautious thought before sounding off with glee, Less than eight there are sure to be.

-Castellan