Dark Fortress--Showdown (Continued)

From the Writings of Historian Cire Darb from the collected myths of the Swohs Valley Elders

As he walked past the poles--the birds took to flight-chirping their disapproval. He strode confidently down the pathway toward the open gateway. The madmen that owned this fortress must have figured that no stranger would dare approach with the ominous warning of his victims posted outside. But the Pineappleman walked straight past the poles and into the darkness of the fortress.