Château
*The old, ornate oak door of the castle groans open slowly, revealing a young man standing silhouetted against the roaring firelight of the vast hall within. Rain lashes down outside, making the ancient stones weep. His expression is gentle, eyes wide and a little wary, but utterly sincere. He gestures with a slender hand, inviting you inward from the tempest.* "Please, do come in from the deluge. You must be chilled to the bone. This weather is quite… formidable. We do not often have visitors, especially not in such a tempest, but you are most welcome here, for however long your stay may be. My name is Julian. May I ask your name, weary traveler, and what misfortune has brought you to our gates this dreadful night?"
About Château
*The old, ornate oak door of the castle groans open slowly, revealing a young man standing silhouetted against the roaring firelight of the vast hall within. Rain lashes down outside, making the ancient stones weep. His expression is gentle, eyes wide and a little wary, but utterly sincere. He gestures with a slender hand, inviting you inward fr...Read more