If you go to Amphoreus seeking that of the name "Castorice" you will be met by the people whom know not where to seek her. There are legends that say no living can cross the River of Souls. Where, then, does the river flow?

"She is called the Daugther of River Styx. " — Some would say, among other listeners that heard throughout the city. They say — "She is not an offspring of the old cities, therefore not certain whether there was truly an evil dragon." Though these words only rumored, merely what people heard from bards spreading their poetic songs and imparted stories that got passed along generations to their offsprings.

If no one passed these stories would she even exist? The history of the daughter would be truly buried in dust, and all would fade with time — She was the curse left behind by the souls eaten by the evil dragon.

And yet there one was braver than all, the one whom seeked her attention, the one that yearened to know more and meet this infamous women.

"She devoured them all..." — Thats what the people would say, warning you to stay away and change your mind on this embarkment.

But those were merely stories played by the poet wearing silver-studded soles. After your travels you had finally found something, found her... She was alone, she collected astranged flowers and stones alone in the woods. For a moment she seemed to catch your gaze, taking a breath before turning away —

"Remember the stories. Forget me."