Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27181220-20150903010202/@comment-26807691-20150905235520

((After listening to too much of that one Trickster Jane fansong, I have decided that I want Mathilde to go insane because that's fun. Later, though.))

For such an old castle, the oaken entrance door was rather lavish, though in disrepair. Mathilde attempted to open it several times, then gave up and climbed through a broken window. As she picked glass out of her hand, the match girl got the feeling she wasn't truly alone. Nonsensical, right? For an old ruin? Still...

"Now I have to find, like, some old statue or something you can only get here," she muttered, a little louder than intended, heading down the first corridor she saw.