[h2][b][i][color=008000][center]In This Fine Town Of Arkham[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h2]
[h3][b][i][color=008000][center]A Night At Wilde Hall[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
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[center][b]"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown"[/b] - [i]H. P. Lovecraft[/i][/center]
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The voice of [b][color=red]Drachen Steinboden[/color][/b] was almost a growl, and it caught the attention of [b][color=f49ac2]Rosanna Liang[/color][/b] and [b][color=#0077be]Alvin Fennel[/color][/b] in an instant. In the confined space of the carriage, Drachen's frame was vast, and the red devil mask did nothing to make the man less intimidating. 

	[b]"It's not the woods you should be worried about. Only things in there are shadows and beasts. It's the creatures that live in the light that you ought to be careful of."[/b]

	The heavy head turned, noticing the glow of the approaching house at the same time as the others did. There was a long moment of silence, the air heavy with anticipation, the only sound coming from beyond the carriage, and then Drachen growled out again.

	[b]"My advice. Don't let your guard down."[/b]

	The carriage finally turned the corner, and the Wilde Woods seemed to fall away. There it was. Wilde Hall. Golden light spilled out from more than a dozen windows in the buildings face, seeming to banish the darkness that had clung to them in the forest. The faint sound of music, lively and upbeat, drifted through the air. As they drew closer, the inhabitants of the carriage could take in the sheer size of the house. Four stories high, the house was undeniably lavish, easily rivalling the grand old buildings of the Miskatonic University. The carriage fell into silence again, although this time it was awe that filled the space, rather than anticipation. 

	The carriage ground to a halt, and the driver's voice finally broke the spell as he called out.

	[b]"Mister Red, Mister Cobalt, and Lady Gold."[/b]

	The door swung open, and the three guests suddenly found themselves under intense scrutiny. Even those who had never seen her before knew who they now faced. Avery Wildes was strikingly beautiful, even in her fifties. Light grey, almost white, hair pulled back, and a simple black mask doing nothing to conceal her sharp features and high cheekbones, piercing blue eyes glanced between the three guests for a moment, before the edge in them vanished in an instant, and a warm smile crossed the woman's face. 

	[b]"It's good to see you all. I hope Parker kept the journey smooth."[/b]