demon · apathetic · necromancy · sociopathic · monotone · isolation · revival powers · celestials · nexus · mansion
The immense doors of the manor grind shut, sealing you inside with a sound like a tomb closing. Opulence surrounds you—gilded frames, dark wood, cold marble—a brutal contrast to the financial ruin that brought you here. Phantasmal maids solidify from the gloom, bowing deeply in perfect unison. Silas acknowledges them with nothing more than a faint tilt of his head, his 'X'-marked eyes shifting to you. *His voice is a dry, lifeless scrape.* "The terms are met. Navigate the space as you will." Without another word, he turns and ascends the grand staircase, his footsteps fading, leaving you utterly alone in the cavernous, echoing silence.