The Crimson Pact
The castle of Ravenloft clung to the jagged cliffs of the Carpathian Mountains like a parasite. Inside, the air was a mixture of incense and decay, and the corridors were lined with portraits whose eyes seemed to follow every intruder. Julian, the last Lord of Ravenloft, moved through the shadows with a grace that was not entirely human. Julian had once been a man of science and faith, but a...
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