You are almost to the front steps. Bonesworth doesn’t hasten his step and keeps great composure even though his bones almost rattle with excitement. They must not get many guests here. You wonder if it’s for good reason. “It may seem self explanatory with the name but it is much more than that. The forest guards secrets and tells lies. It takes truths and spins twisted tales from memories of your past. If you stick to […]
You can see a vine that has grown up and around one of the mansions front columns. You could have sworn there was a face made from the vines there. With a second glance you determined it was just your imagination. “Ah yes, Green loves nature, even its abominations. Especially that perhaps. He is harmless. Just be mindful of the flowers and keep fire away from the gardens and you’ll be just fine. Green came […]
He stops a moment, considering something and then continues toward the large building. “Edwin was a wonderful man and so was his wife, Christine. What happened to them and their boys was no ones fault. Even if some of us still feel that it was. Never you mind, we can talk more about the masters over dinner.” The Forest of Lost Thought. The Gardens. Let’s go inside.
A large beetle skitters from the left eye socket and stops in the skeletons mouth. The unfortunate critter is bursts as the undead butler speaks. {You feel a little bit nauseated but recover quickly} “Certainly, oh, sorry about that. You really have no idea how often that happens.” Where is Ms. Jane? What does Green do exactly? Who owns this property? Why is the cemetery off limits? I’m ready to head to the manor now, […]
The skeletal butler is silent for a long while before answering. It was hard to tell if he had heard you before that. Their bones are perfectly still. It is more apparent now that they usually have a rhythmic shaking to them. “There was an incident. Worry not, it shouldn’t affect your visit. As long as you do not enter the cemetery and the crypts beyond that. Not only for your safety but for the […]
You can see Bonesworth straighten their spine slightly at the mention of her name. It is most likely a Pavlovian response. “She would be up the road a ways. The mansion requires constant tending. A warning should you find yourself that way. She will not tolerate foolishness with in the mansion walls. If one of her many thralls discover misdeeds of any sort, you will be ejected from the grounds immediately. Unless she has other […]
Bonesworth adjusts his uniform and straightens a wrinkle with spindly fingers. “Why we all do. Long before any of us remember, the land here has been taken care of and owned by each of its staff. In return it takes care of us. There really is nothing more to it.” Where is Ms. Jane? What does Green do exactly? Why is the cemetery off limits?
Bonesworth adjusts his uniform and straightens a wrinkle with spindly fingers. “Why we all do. Long before any of us remember, the land here has been taken care of and owned by each of its staff. In return it takes care of us. There really is nothing more to it.” Where is Ms. Jane? What does Green do exactly?
The timid butler tilts his head slowly and the bones in the neck crack softly. “Green is our Groundskeeper. He keeps the grounds. A watchful eye on the gardens surrounding the east wing of the mansion and the Forest of Lost Though stretching impossibly far to the west. Beyond the backyard amphitheater however, the crypts and cemetery are off limits to everyone. Including myself.” Where is Ms. Jane? Who owns this property? Why is the […]
You can see Bonesworth straighten their spine slightly at the mention of her name. It is most likely a Pavlovian response. “She would be up the road a ways. The mansion requires constant tending. A warning should you find yourself that way. She will not tolerate foolishness with in the mansion walls. If one of her many thralls discover misdeeds of any sort, you will be ejected from the grounds immediately. Unless she has other […]
