Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20200707214420/@comment-25808351-20200926233226

Everyone: The mansion was a different world to anyone unaccustomed to it. The long dark halls were lit with singular small candles that lighted a short distance in between eachother as the vibrant moon splayed it’s light through the windows. A violet coloration from the candles mixing and melding to create an eerie yet otherworldly sight.

A chilly breeze flew through the halls and penetrated the rooms. The breeze did not chill to the bone, yet it encouraged all to hold close and embrace in warmth.

Lance’s room was lit by a single candle that burned brightly enough to light most of the room, yet kept many corners in darkness. The tree branches outside their window scratched upon the glass, adding an uneasiness to the night. Was Cyndwella in such control of Lunalight to orchestrate all this? Or was this coincidence?

Samia lead Morgan down the same dark halls and to the same room she was given prior, a small unflattering room.

“Is this truly enough?” Samia asks, a maternal expression on her face. “Dear, you should stay in a more suitable room....”