Realm Of Evilar

Auremn Manor stands as a monument to wealth and silent menace, its grand structure rising above the city’s tangled streets. Ornate marble and darkwood frame its towering halls, polished to a deceptive gleam despite the shadows pooling in its corners. Velvet-draped windows conceal more than opulence—whispers of clandestine dealings cling to its air like perfume. Inside, corridors stretch in calculated elegance, lined with gilded sconces and portraits of Auremn's past rulers, their painted eyes bearing silent judgment. Henrik Auremn presides over it all from a vast study, where blackened tomes and sealed ledgers rest upon a desk too large for simple business. The manor is not simply a home—it is a throne for an unseen empire, where power moves in hushed exchanges behind closed doors.