Do you remember our keep? gazing proudly on our land from its peak atop the mountain? Do you remember our kingdom? or the scent of its ashes in the burning air? Our house is in shambles. Our throne was seized by a vile impostor. Our people are in disarray. Do not suffer the arrogance of the usurper, neither the scorn of our servants, nor the treachery of our great generals. Reclaim what is yours by right, be it by deceit or by sword. Take back our legacy of shame and usher in your golden age. Windhorne castle is well defended, but it has its weaknesses.