Office Hours - We Could Be
Dec. 31st, 2037 11:59 pm[Faith's door remains closed, the brass "PRIVATE" plaque silent and unyielding. Trying to force the door yields no results, but- she said you could contact her here, so just go ahead and knock. Worst case scenario, you're no worse off than before, right?]
((OOC: Please tag your top-levels with the appropriate week and day.))
((OOC: Please tag your top-levels with the appropriate week and day.))
cw, apocalyptic imagery
Date: 2025-10-13 04:26 am (UTC)[She folds her arms, leaning back a little.]
Most of it has been blasted clean, physically. This manor is one of the few islands of habitable land left in existence, amidst storms of raw arcane magic and unlivable void. Among those islands, fewer still have any kind of artificial structures left, much less any as complete as this manor.