The Devil's den
The Devil's den is an infamous Iesus prison/military facility, spoken of rarely by Iesus Citizens.
The “devils den”.... An Iesus tale.
Built into the very living rock is the historic castle of the Queen of heaven. It stares over the lush countryside and casts a long shadow into Iesus history….deep beneath its historic ramparts lies a vast network of tunnels that houses God only knows what…
The castle itself was constructed in the middle ages, built upon seized pagan lands by the order of the ‘good knights of Jesus the Christ'…it was a bastion in the north during the period of Iesus crusading. From the castle the knights rallied force and brought the cross of Christ into heathen lands. It is in this period the infamy began….for in the castle courtyard the Gnostic prince Wulmar was burnt to death for his rebellion against the crusading warlords. Wulmars bloody tortured body was tied to the stake and contemned to the flames by the head of the Order himself….and even as the heretic prince promised bloody revenge from beyond , his own wife and children were thrown upon the flames. But Wulmar being consumed by the flames didn’t end the crusading infamy…the head of the order took great glee in turning the skies black with smoke from the heretics and heathens he engulfed for God....even Christian brothers began to speak of the “devil in that castle ” as the head of the orders brutality increased. In the end God had the last say in the matter of this chapter of infamy…the head of the order himself burnt to death in strange circumstances much to the relief of all(including his order) and with the crusades moving well north the castle became simply part of the network of castle in the Royal kingdom…
Until the days of Good King Edward and his raging war against the pretender Edamt. This war was fought with pike and shot rather than the crusader steel …and this time the castle itself was engulfed....Under siege, the loyalist castle suffered for almost 2 years under a myriad of horrors. The cold , sickness and famine killed more than the attacking army as the siege crawled on….as the crisis of famine became extreme, a strange answer came in the form of a dream to the captain in command of the castle….
....I smelt the burning flesh and as it crackled my stomach growled with hunger, then I heard a voice from heaven tell me to indulge on those who had cause us so much pain....
The defending loyalist soldiers dined on not the dead but on the prisoners they had captured in the numerous attempts to storm the castle. The sound of the screams of those roasted alive along with the laughter of the banqueting defenders was heard all along the siege line…. When the relief army finally arrived and broke the siege, what it found horrified them so deeply that dozens of the loyalist defenders were put to death by their own relief column…evidence of the horrific acts of cannibalism and dark arts led to the defending captain being impaled alive on the castle walls rather than receiving the garlands of victory…
Tormented love died within the walls years after, as the most famous crown prince refused to give up his pregnant metahuman ladylove and flung himself from the parapets - while his father watched. Enraged that his son would defy him even unto death with the secret of his loves name, the King had every woman that could have been ‘his lady’ thrown from the towers in order that “any child he conceived would die also, rather than mongrel the royal blood”
In the years that followed , Good Kings and bad kings passed on ….. Many avoided the castle but one with a unwholesome fetish for morbidity and all the characteristics of a jackal…he had a special lust for the castle, and on arriving there always took himself more than one of the local girls…taking delight in terrifying them inside the castle…many the stories of girls thrown from the towers or found brutalized in the rooms. Of course being married he had to eventually return to his capital and wife( a lavenrunz princess no less) but every year he made a special homage back to his ‘country retreat’. Many the poor woman who was left in a cell waiting 12 months for her terror to return...
Time flows on and from being the keep of Royal sadists, to become regular place of special imprisonment for the enemies of the crown. Many traitors and spies were impaled upon its walls or hung in its courtyard,something about the black stone walls made the place always one of dire deeds…from murder to tormented love. All has occurred within her walls.. In recent years it has become the home for prisoners of the ministry of social order…dark tales still spew from it…tales of torture, rape and mutilation…Patrick Iesus is even said to be imprisoned within the black walls...
