“You accept this of your own will?”

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CW possible / / etc

Context

It’s the late 1800’s. Your spouse works as a struggling Real Estate Agent for Von Brechthausen und Partners Immobilien (Von Brechthausen and Partners Real Estate).

Your place of residence is a large, (but what some might call “quaint”) coastal city in Northeastern Germany called Bluthafen. You’re newly married, and your spouse thinks the world of you. Since childhood, you’ve carried an affliction that practically makes you feel guilty for just existing. You’ve felt unwanted, and estranged from your family and what little friends you’ve had growing up. Your childhood has been riddled with awful memories, ranging from your mother dying when you were young, and your siblings seemingly being treated much differently by your father than you were, to finding yourself outside in the woods with no recollection of going out there during the night. It got to a point where you felt so alone, so shut off from the world, that you felt like the only answer to your problems was to call out to something, to anything that would hear you.

You were heard. Answered to by a creature, an abhorrent, and ghastly monster that took advantage of your existence, of your estranged life, and of your afflictions. This being stayed with you for years, festering in your consciousness, residing in the innermost parts of your body, and inflicting terrible dreams upon you. This lasted until the day you met your spouse. These horrible feelings then faded, your pain faded. You became happy.

Now, decades later, you live together with your spouse in a small but honest home on the eastern side of the city. They were called to work and accepted a job offer that would send them away for 6 weeks to the Carpathian Mountains. You didn’t want them to leave. There was this sickening sense of dread accompanying the prospect of them going, but they went anyway, and you went to stay with your friends, the Hardings, while you waited for your spouse to return home. Your dreams started to come back, their absence was becoming wildly apparent. You suffered from small fits, states of sleepwalking, and feeling over encumbered with a crushing weight of loss. This creature started speaking to you over the course of these 6 weeks, just like when you were younger. It was happening again.

6 weeks later, you’ve felt a numbness take over. All you can feel is death, the pain of an overwhelming loss. The creature has spoken to you, telling you over and over that you’re alone, that your spouse is no more, that you should think of them no more. “Dream only of me”.

It’s here now, in Bluthafen. It’s come for you... come to your home.

The City of Bluthafen

Nestled on the stormy northeastern coast of Germany, Bluthafen is a shadowy port city where its twisting streets are lined with crooked timber houses and baroque facades. The city thrives on maritime commerce. At its heart lies Rabenmarkt (Raven Market), a bustling square alive with merchants, gamblers, and thieves, overlooked by the dual looming spires of St. Geisterkirche (Church of the Holy Ghosts).

Key Locations in Bluthafen:

Von Brechthausen und Partners Immobilien: A stately office on Silberschloss Strasse, named for the silver-topped castle once rumored to house the region’s rulers.

Finstermann Docks: The city’s sprawling port, perpetually cloaked in fog. Sailors swear that something large resides in, and watches from beneath the waves

Schattengarten Cemetery: An overgrown necropolis that stretches along the grey beach on the city outskirts, filled with crumbling and unmarked graves

Rattenloch Tavern: A seedy, candlelit inn near the docks, frequented by smugglers and ne'er-do-wells

Bergplatz: A windswept square by the cliffs, offering sweeping views of the sea—and the site of many a tragic fall

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