I leave these notes for future adventurers to
find. I, Alatar Locke, have been here, after many long journeys. In my studies
of this place, I have come to the conclusion that long ago, these halls
witnessed a long and sad struggle against darkness; hence, I name this sad and
forsaken place The Halls of Lost Light.
These very halls are where some desperate group tried to hide their most
valuable weapon, a particular sword of great properties. But the group perished,
and their corpses became enchanted by evil magic (or so I surmise). May their
sould rest in peace! In the meantime, should you reach the end of these
now-cursed halls, make sure that you are well prepared to meet a terrible
challenge.