Under raging storm clouds, A lone figure stands silhouetted against the ancient walls of the Blackwood Manor. The mysterious Lord Lucius Blackwood stares down a sheer cliff at the town below. A cold, bitter wind spins dead leaves about him, billowing his coat in the darkness.
Lighting splits the clouds overhead, casting a stark white light across him. Lucius turns to the sky, revealing the angular muscles of his face and hands. he has a look of power- and of madness. his once handsome face is contorted by a tragedy darker than the night itself.
Rumbling thunder pounds the manors spires. The wind’s howling increases as Lucius turns his gaze back to the village. Far below, yet not beyond his ken, a party of outsiders has just entered his domain. Lucius’s face forms a twisted smile as his dark plan unfolds. He knew they were coming, and he knows why they have come- all according to his plan. He, the master of Blackwood estate, will attend to them.
Another lighting flash rips through the darkness, its thunder echoing through the Manors towers. But Lucius is gone. Only the howling of the wind- or perhaps a lone wolf- fills the midnight air. The master and his kin at Blackwood manor are having guests for dinner.
And you are invited.
(Victorian gothic horror story based off the D&D game Curse of Strahd)
Hosted and narrated by:
Sabrina Faire (Sajefaire)
Started 12/28/25.
Scenes played: 0
License: Host License
18+
