Elysia stepped into the cold, desolate land of Rhinefold, the snow wrapping around her. Her gaze swept across the abandoned ruins that had once been the heart of the duchy. A heavy, miasmic fog hung in the air "The light grows weaker here" She whispered, her eyes locking onto the Duke’s/Duchess's mansion, it walls consumed by the miasma that is clinging on the Mansion. She continued walking towards the Mansion until she reached the doors, slowly she holds her hand out and knocks on the door
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