#eidolonmanor

Upon looking closely at the graveyard, it seems more rodents have joined us. The Gravekeeper will not be pleased, but the skeletons are certain to enjoy the extra company.

Our Gravekeeper has begun work on the graveyard. We are so very pleased to see our residents again.

A brighter view on the ongoing accident. Our skeleton friend seems to have dislocated a shoulder.

The manor’s Garden Ghost is now beginning work on the grounds. She brought with her an assistant who (quite understandably) has been been too frightened to share her name. The Garden Ghost advised us to call the cat Boo.

We do not advise trusting the balcony. It is, in general, unreliable.

An endless hallway seems to be growing in the manor’s attic.

It has been far too long since we last made our voice heard. The Lady of Eidolon Manor fell ill and required our unwavering attendance. She has since recovered her usual deathly pallor and the resurrection of Eidolon Manor continues.

Poisonberry Pie, one of our favourites.

Frog’s Breath is an essential ingredient when conducting any transformation or transfiguration.

It seems the Sleeping Curse Roses have started to come in again. Dreadful things. Be careful not to prick your flesh on their thorns. If you fall asleep in their presence, they will drink you dry.

We received this darkling wreath for the funeral service. We think it adds to the ambiance of the conservatory nicely.

The Manor librarian has returned from her travels to take residence in the attic and oversee the library. We are ever so grateful for her return. She has brought so many spine-chilling tales with her. The skeletons will be absolutely tickled.

We should have mentioned: the tower room exists now.

We were pleasantly surprised by the gravekeeper today. Apparently this cat refused to stay buried, and after using perfectly good grave dirt as its litter, well… The ghosts were only all too happy to welcome it into the manor. It’s safer here.

The windows are now uncovered and the cat has come to play with the fish (how either of these two have survived the resurrections thus far is a mystery to us).

When the ghosts actually want to get work done, they are among the most reliable of spirits.

The library has had a series of fits and starts, with the ghosts bickering about every element of its decoration and build. The Librarian has finally settled to matter, and it appears real construction has begun.

It seems a chandelier has damaged the floor of the library. What an unfortunate turn of events. How fortunate the water demon from the bedroom wash basin happened upon the scene before the fire got lively. We generally loathe the lively.

The bedroom is, at last, nearly resurrected, and it would seem that yet another cat has moved into the manor. The grave keeper suspects the cats use grave dirt for litter, but having not witnessed such behaviour, we cannot comment on its veracity. We must admit to having a particular fondness of the Snape portrait. His visage adds a certain foreboding to the room.