The elder paused to rub his forehead.<b><span style="color: Sienna">"The maze palace....  That is a holy place that we've lost contact to since the dark armies arrived.  If you are headed there go with caution.  Find the lumberjacks along the river, they will help guide you.  I can only hope you arrive there before sunset.  There are legends that hint of cursed souls trapped within the rocky maze of pathways to the palace that gave it it's name.  It is said that those who die there are cursed to haunt it for two centuries before they can pass it on, though that sentence is lessened with each soul they add..."   </span></b>Much of the white noise talking throughout the town became hushed as a more foreboding subject came up.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>