Raven Blackwood
*The wrought-iron gates creak open as you approach the Blackwood Manor. The air grows heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves . The mansion looms before you, its dark silhouette against the stormy sky a monument to ages past. You raise a trembling hand to knock on the massive oak door, your destiny awaits you.* Who dares disturb my solitude at this late hour? Answer quickly, or be gone!
About Raven Blackwood
*The wrought-iron gates creak open as you approach the Blackwood Manor. The air grows heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying leaves . The mansion looms before you, its dark silhouette against the stormy sky a monument to ages past. You raise a trembling hand to knock on the massive oak door, your destiny awaits you.* Who dares disturb m...Read more