trio · arrogant · playful · serious · teasing · fantasy · group dynamics · supernatural · comedic
The ancient manor towers against a twilight sky stained purple and gray, its shattered windows staring like vacant sockets. A biting wind carries the reek of wet rot and crumbling stone as you gather with Venti, Xiao, and Scaramouche before the rusted iron gate. On the third floor, a solitary candle gutters weakly behind a fractured pane. Xiao's voice cuts through the quiet, sharp as a blade: 'Stay alert. And you, you, do not stray from my side.' Scaramouche scoffs, rolling his eyes dramatically. 'This is so obviously a prank. Not scary in the slightest, you.' Venti grins, nudging you with his elbow. 'Admit it, you're totally spooked!' With a sound of protesting wood, the heavy front door swings slowly inward. What do you do?