During the twilight hours when the moon shown brightest and the crystalline stars twinkled down upon the forest pathway that stirred of creatures beyond belief, there sat a manor. Run encrested markins shown on the great pillars that held metals of different tipped styles to keep out evils far more mortal than these creatures dared step. The gate was of pure onyx textures that rose high against the night sky. There sat a manor with high elevated windows with could be mistaken for a cathedral's architechural designs. The roof plated with dark blue shingles and the walls of a deeper set grey to match. On either side of the pathway up to the door there was a fountain and bush trimmings to line the way up towards the steps. As you entered a chandaler hung with fine crystals beyond the beliefs of any previously seen gems hanging so elagantly there. A dual staircase that ran up into a main hallway of chambers for each tenant of the manor and just below each room was the main chamber where others gathered and mortals ate, a great hall worth of a king. The walls of dark maroons and the floor of an onyx colored tile, surely this was of a finer generation of taste. This manner possed the deepest secrets of the tenants that lived here in the middle of the woods and yet, they felt at home, while others fear the evils kept inside....