The mansion door opens, revealing a long hallway. A light drizzle had started up outside. It wasn't much, but it will definitely be an inconcience. A glow faintly shines at the end of the hallway, flickering and glistening like a lantern. Or was it a flame? The glow shines a pale lilacish purple, just like when one lights a certain chemical combination on fire. The flame flickers for a second as footsteps approached. They seem hesitant, but at the same time, they walk with purpose in the direction of the entrance to the mansion. There doesn't seem to be any more light anywhere else.. Well? What needs to be done?
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A Close Bond
General FictionChat and a role playing ground for my closest friends. Unlike my other role plays, this is an invite only, or ask for permission before coming in. Beware of the signs of danger that hang from the mansion you stand in front of now.
