antumbrac | WEEK 1

WEEK 1

Your hosts have come and gone, and have left you with nothing but more questions and a key. Regardless of how you reacted or what you decided to do soon after that, it’s a fact that the day must end eventually.

And so it does, with the striking of the clock. As the twelve gongs reverberate and disappear into the night, the rest of the city is left silent save for a chilly wind that skims the streets. Those who have retired to their assigned rooms will find that the furnishings are decent enough to get a good night’s sleep, while those who wander the city will only continue to see empty streets and fog. But regardless of how you spend the night, eventually it will become readily apparent that dawn will not be coming any time soon as the waxing moon continues to hang in the sky even as the clock strikes six or seven or eight.

No one’s stopping you from wallowing in bed or holing up in a building during this perpetual night, but there’s a whole city out there to check out and some interesting additions to the Opera House decor; don’t forget though, a cage is a cage and every good cage needs its bars. While a portion of the streets and buildings are clear, any intrepid explorers won’t find themselves able to get very far through the fog that surrounds them; anyone who tries to venture through will end up getting turned around and end up right back where they started. Still, there’s plenty of other places to check, even if the fog-shrouded buildings are more or less off limits. Fortune favors the bold, after all.

[[Welcome to Week 1! Feel free to make top levels at your discretion, and remember to note it in your header if you plan on investigating any locations. You can also now privately contact The Lady or Rembrandt at your leisure!]]

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Oh, absolutely.

[...She's also just him turned up to 11, but you know. Self-awareness zero.]

I imagine that must be rather difficult to deal with...

[People with anger issues are the worst!! Good thing neither of us have that problem, right...........]

[Of course we don't.]

She's not really like that to me, so it isn't like I have cause to mind. I've always enjoyed her company.

Well, she is your sister. I suppose the two of you would treat one another differently.

In some ways. She's older than I am, so she still likes to believe she can get her way whenever she feels like it.

That doesn't always work out for her so well, but I like to let her pretend once in a while anyway.

[He can only imagine how horrible the bickering was between you two as kids.....]

How generous of you. I'm sure she appreciates it.

Oh, it infuriates her. She can definitely tell.

[...take one look at this man and tell me he was not used as a life-sized barbie for his sister on multiple occasions as a child


he looks like he enjoyed it

but tell me that is not a thing that happened]