Night falls upon the land and wind howls through the mountains, bitter cold against exposed flesh. Within the courtyard before the Witch Queens mansion lies the ruins of a camp. Hide tents, dead fires, and the stiff bodies of men and women from a distant land. As the new moon rises, the violet runes upon the great doors of the mansion glow brighter. With a hiss and a high pitched ringing, they unseal and slowly swing open. Beyond them lies a small vestibule and another set of doors made from carved white wood. One hangs ajar and wisps of shadowy mists curl around the edges... [spoiler]Happy Spooky Month. Perfect time for a Haunted House! Participation in the previous event is not required. You won't be missing out on much, if anything.[/spoiler]