Perched on a rocky hill, beyond the city of the Nogs, stands (or rather totters) the black castle of Nogbad the Bad. It is in a rather frighteningly dilapidated condition, but how else should it be? Nogbad is too busy to bother with DIY.
He and his loyal band of crows find its crumbling turrets a convenient place to perch and peer and hatch their evil plots.