Welcome to the Home of the 𝔚𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔶𝔯 𝔚𝔦𝔱𝔠𝔥
Darest Þou make þy way inside?
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There's a scroll nailed to the door...
Read it?
Friends of Fear
Foes of light
Lead I a lonely one
the lowe of night
For your friendship, friend
I fear, forlorn
Hardships here
will halt my hope
can you brave the burdens here
be the beast of All Hallows Eve
Well then, wanderer
heed my words:
take the greatest tale there is
tally him one and tally again
but first and every other place
follow then a fractured gate
The beast brought from it
Burned and battered
Strange staves
stapeled as standard
brethren were both by
banesmen butchered
First after first,
becomes the Final
Second one in sentence standing
Spanish seems the endings spelling
Last I leave you
Lonesome lurker
The gravest gift
a ghoul could get
𝔷𝔞𝔰𝔷𝔬𝔳𝔞𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔰𝔞𝔞𝔦𝔟𝔦𝔞𝔷𝔞𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢𝔞𝔞𝔞𝔴𝔳𝔴𝔰𝔧𝔭𝔞𝔣𝔴
𝔮𝔥𝔰𝔬𝔷𝔰𝔥𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔞𝔞'𝔬𝔳𝔞𝔰𝔳𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔞𝔦𝔞𝔣
𝔞𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔷𝔬𝔰𝔬𝔷𝔰𝔥𝔰𝔞𝔞𝔰𝔳𝔞𝔥𝔰𝔩𝔴𝔰𝔞𝔷𝔨𝔭
Tremble not
dear Trick-or-treater
Break the Barriers, whole and hale
Become the beast of All Hallows Eve
The dark, gothic foyer looms before you as you step into the moonlit mansion.
directly to your right is a door from which you can hear an eery creaky sound
and on the other end of the dreary room are two doors flanking steep marble stairs reaches two large wooden doors on the floor above
A large grandfather clock, stuck on twelve minutes to midnight stands in the corner
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The shape doesn't move as you enter the kitchen. Its sharp knife staying by its side as the infernal clattering continues. As it seems fairly harmless, you leave the shifty-eyed monster to do its thing and look around
The kitchen lies covered in shadows, making it hard to see anything clearly. What would normaly be a rustic scene is made into a nightmare by the dreary ambiance. go back to the foyer?.gif)
As you slowly climb the stairs, the wooden doors creak open, and in from within the shadows of the doorframe emerge a raging panther, who&s eyes glow supernaturally
It snarls at you, before pacing around on the landing
You won't be able to go up. Go down
It snarls at you, before pacing around on the landing
You won't be able to go up. Go down
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The damp and dreary atmosphere chills your bones as you walk through the dark basement.
Your torch casts a sliver of light on the bare stone walls, where things scutters away from your sight.
*kitchen *treasury
Your torch casts a sliver of light on the bare stone walls, where things scutters away from your sight.
*kitchen *treasury
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