The building stood just a few feet off a cliff overlooking a bay, surrounded on three sides by dense, black forest. It was huge with elegant lines to its structure, almost a castle, but not quite. The place had probably been picturesque once, but that would have been a long time ago. Now it was a forgotten, abandoned husk: a shadow of something that had once been.
Thick clouds had brought on a premature evening, something that was not needed given how short the days were around here. The wind was picking up as well, shrieking awfully through the bare branches of the trees; the building was adding its own two cents to the situation, like an old man complaining about his rheumatism. Then it started to rain.
Two massive figures glided over the gate and landed in the courtyard.
