I leave these notes for future adventurers to find. I, Alatar Locke, have been here, after many long journeys. In my studies of this place, I have come to the conclusion that long ago, these halls witnessed a long and sad struggle against darkness; hence, I name this sad and forsaken place The Halls of Lost Light. 

These very halls are where some desperate group tried to hide their most valuable weapon, a particular sword of great properties. But the group perished, and their corpses became enchanted by evil magic (or so I surmise). May their souls rest in peace! In the meantime, should you reach the end of these now-cursed halls, make sure that you are well prepared to meet a terrible challenge.