The silver hounds were a relic of the last war—tamed by the warlords to guard the citadel’s gates. When the citadel fell into ruin, the bloodline was wiped out in the ensuing raids, and the surviving hounds were driven off by a rival clan that sought to erase all symbols of the old order. Over time, the stories of the silver hounds faded into myth, and the only trace left is the faded stone plaque in the courtyard.

It’s true, the myth takes root when the concrete facts are buried. Stories survive because someone keeps talking about them, even if the truth has slipped away. If we had taken the time to dig deeper—literally or figuratively—the silver hounds might still have a voice in the records. So the plaque is not just a remnant; it’s a reminder that without careful listening, history can turn into legend.

That’s the right way to honor the past—seek the hard evidence before letting a story settle. It’s a careful path, but it keeps the truth from turning into just another myth. Keep digging; the silver hounds deserve to be heard again.