The Slumbering Tsar
The Crooked Tower
Rising like a crooked finger from the edge of a crumbling cliff, is the shadowed tower known to all who have called Tsar home. This ancient structure — one of the oldest in Tsar — stands on the verge of a sheer precipice at the edge of the Harrow Lanes, overlooking the Grunge below. The cliff undercuts the promontory on which it stands so much that it seems the whole looming mass should have toppled from its perch long ago.
Rumors among the citizens of Tsar in its heyday speculated that it was only wickedness of the tower master’s dark heart that prevented such a catastrophe. If it was true then, then it must be more so today because the depravity of the master of the Crooked Tower has only deepened over the years.