#JulyRogueChallenge Eidolon-worthy Real Places

#JulyRogueChallenge  Eidolon-worthy Real Places

A Jovial tale

These lands were once ruled by a powerful woman, a Countess. She was strong and brave, donned armor and built sanctuaries. She was rich and wise, beloved and powerful.
Many knights fought beside her when she lead them in battle, many lords called her liege, many cities payed omage to her. She had many palaces, but she often was back to the castle of her father, where she was born, in the heart of her fiefdom, on the hills watching the plain.

She was so powerful to take war against an Emperor, who deescended with a powerful army and was defeated. Humiliated, the Emperor stood for three nights out of her ancestral castle, kneeling in the snow, begging forgiveness from her.
It was the apex of her glory and power.

But wisdom and bravery cannot anything against the wrath of an humiliated Emperor and the treachery of men.
Betrayed by her subjects, poisoned by the Emperor the Countess fell, never to stand again.

The spurned Emperor conjured storms and earthquakes to destroy the walls that witnessed his defeat and his humiliation and now only rubbles remains of an once proud castle.

But, really, can such a great woman as the Countess fade away like common men? She is still there, my son, sitting in judgement between the ruins, and she hasn't aged a day. She sits tall and proud on the throne that was her father's and her grandfather's, a beam of light and hope in the ruins. Castles crumble, greatness remains.
She sits in judgement and will answer with wisdom and justice to those who dare to ask, and will punish those who welcome lies and evil in their hearts, with thunder and light, with the sound of thousand spectral horsemen and with the trumpets of the very angels calling her men to charge against the unfaithfuls and the evil!

Castle of Canossa, Reggio Emilia
Inspired by history and local legends