Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191020115318/@comment-25808351-20191025000157

@Flame: “I should mention that it’s a bit, uh, oh bother....” Aleric gives up trying to converse with the Gahillos as they are well out of ear shot and couldn’t hear him over the party room.

Small signs in each hall direct the Gahillos family toward the theater, but with each corner turned, the amount of party goers dwindles, and the halls become more lonely and eerie. Candelabras lit and lonesome lanterns are all that light the vacant halls. The moon’s beautiful blue shine illuminates whats left of the hall’s color.

Dark red drapes hung from the windows, move lively, despite the fact that no window is open within the halls to provide a breeze, as if they were commanded by other forces. A lone pair of double doors sit at the end of this long dark corridor, a red mist seeping from the cracks beneath it. The mist clings to the door, shrouding them in the crimson churn.