The Alchemist's Chamber
The castle of Ravenloft clung to the jagged cliffs of the Carpathians like a parasitic fungus, its grey stone walls weeping with a perpetual, freezing dew. Inside, the air was a thick slurry of sulfur, old parchment, and the cloying scent of formaldehyde. Count Valerius, once the most renowned scholar of the forbidden sciences in all of Europe, had spent his final years attempting to solve the...
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