Emira stared at Ryn for a long moment, before asking in a low voice, "This is on Stormhold land?"
Ryn nodded slowly. "Yes. Or at least, it used to be considered part of Stormhold." She hesitated, then added, "Actually… this place is more like a forgotten no man's land now."
Emira frowned at that but Ryn continued slowly, "Many years ago, some witch ordered that these prisons be closed off. She claimed there was a negative energy here. Something old. Something that could seep into the pack and slowly poison it." Ryn shrugged lightly. "At least, that's what I understood from the records."
"After that order," Ryn went on, "they shut the prison down completely. They sealed the entrance with spells and stone. Everything that was here was moved to the other side of the pack lands. Guards, prisoners, records. All of it." She paused. "Over time, people stopped coming here. Then they stopped talking about it. And eventually, most forgot this place even existed."
