Welcome To My Humble Abode tm


The archaic temple is dark and gloomy, yet, apparently not abandoned. This realization becomes an even more solid reality as your ears detect the faint sound of footfalls from somewhere down the shadowy hallway, and you can barely make out the outline of a petite figure some distance away. As this figure draws nearer, the shadows part slightly, and the form of a slender, pale-skinned woman emerges, greeting you.


"Hello traveler," she smiles. "We get so few visitors here these days, please, come make yourself at home while you stay here. You are free to wander as you please."

She pauses for a moment, then removes a book form a nearby shelf. "Oh, one more thing," she looks at you, holding the dusty old tome to you. "Please, if it's not too much trouble, could you sign in before I forget to ask you? Also, any recent renovations to this place are documented within these pages."

She places the book on a pedestal, then hands you a quill. She then steps back a few paces, awaiting your response.




After looking over the tome, she leads you down the dark, musty hallway. Before you lies a vast array of options, as many different paths lie before you.


9-20-98 The master's treasure room lies beyond this door. Many unusual relics, as well as many obscure creations of his own devising, are kept within.

5-8-99 A varying collection of texts written by me or others. Anything from fiction to fact awaits within

5-8-99 Our master, the genius an' all 'round swell guy who constructed this temple, resides within.

8-1-99 Through the use of powerful magicks, the Master has opened a rift into the very fabrics of reality, and beyond this door lies a place where travelers such as yourself may travel to worlds other than this.

9-20-98 Asylum Translations--R.I.P. (9-4-97 ~ 9-20-98)