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| Welcome weary traveler, you're journey has been a long one. How dost thou fare? I hope you enjoy your stay. You will find many things to do here at the Resurrection. Maybe you would like to converse with some of our other guests. Your hostess the mysterious Seraphine Jillion is even here somewhere. Perhaps she can be found at the Vampyre Haven surrounding herself with some others like her. Or maybe she is reading poetry at the World Museum of Poetry and Art, or perhaps something by Edgar Allen Poe, Sylvia Plath or Emily Dickenson has captured her attention this evening. She could even be working on one of her own poems. There is a room in the west wing that she works in by candlelight. If you would like to read some of her works they can be found there, I'm certain she won't mind, but do not disturb her whilst she is writing. |
| Lady Seraphine might even be listening to music by The Gathering, The Gallery, Dreams of Sanity, or Artrosis. Whomever she is listening to, sometimes it's dark where she is, and the stone walls are scarred with Progressive Metal lyrics. |
| If she is in the East Wing she may be in slumber, or perhaps entertaining someone on the veranda. There is a rumor that there is a secret room in the East Wing, but if there is I have never found it. |
| If you choose to travel on now, safe journeys. Otherwise, enjoy your stay, rest and relax. Fear not for you are a guest of Lady Seraphine's, and no harm shall come thee way during thy visit. |
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