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gearborne - roleplay
Forum-Index → Roleplay → gearborne - roleplayThe doors of the house were broad oak wood, banded with iron, the doors swung open easily at ones touch. Inside the air smelled of incense. There was a great-room set with tables and benches as if for a feast. A hearth anchored one end, at the other, a corridor led away to the kitchen and bedrooms. It was large enough to hold 3 dozen men, and at every turn Saiko expected to find servants, but no, the house was devoid of ny other signs of life.
Treasures shone on every side: Elegantly carved chests, soft rugs made with the finest egyptian leather and golden hangings, beds, stools, intricate tripods and ivory statues. The windowsills were white marble, the shutters scrolled ash wood. In the kitchen, Astra ran her thumb across the knives, bronze and iron, but also nacre shell and obsidian. Saiko founds bowls of quartz crystal and wrought silver. Though the rooms were deserted, there was no seck of dust, and Astra assured Saiko tht none would cross the marble threshhold. However the crew trecked on it, the marble floor was always clean, the tablrs gleaming. The ashes vanishedbfrom the fireplace, the dishes washed themselves, and the firewood would reappear overnight. In the pantry there were jars of olive oil and wine, bowls of cheese and barley-grain, alwys fresh and full.
Astra sat down at the great table, motioning for the others to join her. "Well then, what brings you here to my humble bode?"
Well, entering the house was a good distraction. "Well, we were just looking for you so you could come along with us...but it feels like someone has some other plans while we're at this island."
Let me tell you a secret,
The real monsters don't look like monsters~