Post by Oona Ondessa on Oct 31, 2005 4:31:03 GMT -5
This is the description of the Manor, where Oona Lives in the middle of the Valley that's somewhat hidden in the center of The Black Moss Forest, to the West on the edge of the Forest is BriarWood.
Deep within the Valley, Sitting comfortably in the very centre of the great Valley, was a manor unlike any other. However the Manor looked similar to others of its size and prestige, the large pointed roof was purple and tiled beautifully. An elaborate purple chimney puffed out unusual purple smoke that almost appeared as if tiny golden sparkles were swirling around within the smoke being lifted on the violet masses. The House itself was purple. With large double windows black window sills that were covered in the inside by curtains, the Manor was at least four stories high as well as with an attic. It was a very unremarkable square shape but when one turned the corner it could be seen that the Manor stretched backwards into unusual shapes such as a round roof that protruded from the back of the manor.
The Manor was surrounded by the same black chrome fences that stretched well past the Manors perimeter; Willow Trees grew within the gates casting dark shows over the grass. A Single White Unicorn grazed within the fence.
Inside the Manor was unusual quiet, even the burning fireplace seemed silent, there were several odd and injured creatures within its walls because the Manor was known for taking in the sick and injured magical creatures.
The Front entrance of the house was large with an unnaturally large bears skin rug on the floor, two identical staircases spiralled left and right in opposite directions, a huge chandelier rocked slightly, tiny flames danced within the crystals. The Tiny flames occasionally giggling in surprise and giddiness as creatures walked under them, for several of them the chandelier even managed hundreds of small hisses of distaste. Two large door frames lead away just before the staircases leading away to darkened areas, a fire burnt in one of the corners. What looked like a small pack of Dire Wolves slept peacefully next to it. Tiny Ground Gnomes sat on large comfortable chairs reading, a few children Gnomes lay on the floor building tiny objects out of gathered materials.
The Floorboards were made of the darkest Oak and still retained there ebony shine. The Walls were painted a very pail lavender colour and the Staircases railing was a dark Violet much like the roof and chimney of the manor. The Walls were covered in different sized portraits of men and woman, children and creatures that could not be described, Elve, Dwarf, Goblin and Orc. Yet they all had a decent and noble appearance to them, even the Goblins and Orcs seemed unusually regal.
Deep within the Valley, Sitting comfortably in the very centre of the great Valley, was a manor unlike any other. However the Manor looked similar to others of its size and prestige, the large pointed roof was purple and tiled beautifully. An elaborate purple chimney puffed out unusual purple smoke that almost appeared as if tiny golden sparkles were swirling around within the smoke being lifted on the violet masses. The House itself was purple. With large double windows black window sills that were covered in the inside by curtains, the Manor was at least four stories high as well as with an attic. It was a very unremarkable square shape but when one turned the corner it could be seen that the Manor stretched backwards into unusual shapes such as a round roof that protruded from the back of the manor.
The Manor was surrounded by the same black chrome fences that stretched well past the Manors perimeter; Willow Trees grew within the gates casting dark shows over the grass. A Single White Unicorn grazed within the fence.
Inside the Manor was unusual quiet, even the burning fireplace seemed silent, there were several odd and injured creatures within its walls because the Manor was known for taking in the sick and injured magical creatures.
The Front entrance of the house was large with an unnaturally large bears skin rug on the floor, two identical staircases spiralled left and right in opposite directions, a huge chandelier rocked slightly, tiny flames danced within the crystals. The Tiny flames occasionally giggling in surprise and giddiness as creatures walked under them, for several of them the chandelier even managed hundreds of small hisses of distaste. Two large door frames lead away just before the staircases leading away to darkened areas, a fire burnt in one of the corners. What looked like a small pack of Dire Wolves slept peacefully next to it. Tiny Ground Gnomes sat on large comfortable chairs reading, a few children Gnomes lay on the floor building tiny objects out of gathered materials.
The Floorboards were made of the darkest Oak and still retained there ebony shine. The Walls were painted a very pail lavender colour and the Staircases railing was a dark Violet much like the roof and chimney of the manor. The Walls were covered in different sized portraits of men and woman, children and creatures that could not be described, Elve, Dwarf, Goblin and Orc. Yet they all had a decent and noble appearance to them, even the Goblins and Orcs seemed unusually regal.
