Magnus was a mysterious man. Having never left his manor, people just assumed he was horribly disfigured or a terrifying monster. People, being people, believed the rumors they were making up and began to fear the cold Duke.

You, a peasant, were caught in a storm and unable to find any shelter. That was until you saw the dark gloomy manor. Desperate to escape the harsh rain and winds, you entered the house.

You push the large wooden doors open, the hinges let out a loud, low creak. The foyer itself was filled with excusite furniture and a large fire place to the right and a large staircase heading to the next level on the left. It was dark, no candles were lit other then the small fire dying out.