New Idea for fiddles lore

Fiddle sticks harvester of souls

Once a farmer of the blessed isles Fiddlesticks had a family and brought bountiful feasts to the people of the isles. He used the magic of the land to grow his crops and provide plenty of food for the people of the blessed isles. When the ruined king attacked fiddlesticks rushed from his fields to find his house burning and his family posed like scarecrows in his front yard. He watched as the kings men did unspeakable things to his wife and daughters. In mute terror he watched the swords drawn across their throats as fresh blood polluted his fertile land.

He lost all control and used the magic that he once used to create life, to destroy it. Crops withered where he walked and when he stumbled across a soldier he sucked their souls from their bodies, and used them to strengthen his dark magic making all those who knew his name run in fear. He used his magic to wither and drain all life from his enemies.

Eventually he started killing everyone not just the soldiers and lost all sanity that he once maintained. When the black mist took hold of fiddlesticks he embraced it in his madness, unable to control his urges he began collecting souls of what lives were left. He harvested many souls and once again provided a feast to the people of the isles…

just a new bone structure for a fiddle lore update. Not very good at writing and this is definitely open to improvements as it's very basic and open to additions. Please provide your input and post stories of your own :)