In the mid-east of the main hub of Illeuad's dark city, there is an open space with a distinct, high, black-iron fence markings its borders. Fiercely sharp points adorn the top of the fence, and the wrought gates are imposing, yet somehow, they beckon. Through the bars, a rose garden is visible in alternating shades of bloody red, vibrant dark green, and pale marble the same colour as the antique moon, but just equally as visible are their cruel thorns, curling and waiting for someone to prick their finger. Their sweet smell is almost nauseating, yet somehow, calming at the same time -- no one can quite figure out why.
Nobody guards the front gates, and visitors are free to come and go as they like -- but few rarely do. There is something off about the serenity of this rose garden, and despite its oddly calming aura, many people know to think better and avoid it -- the only ones that dare to wander in are those who are particularly daring, or those who are particularly gullible. None are quite sure who exactly tends this massive, overgrown rose garden, but they all agree that someone does... and they certainly don't appreciate intruders, especially those who come without admiring their handiwork. Just so that you can wander and admire as much of the roses as you can, the inside eventually begins to twist and turn into a hedge maze, and there's certainly no compass to help you -- they all begin to spin rapidly without cessation. And if you happen to die here... well, supposing you help give those roses their beautiful red blush, no?
Approaching the center of die Rosenfeld reveals dying, withering, drying bushes of what were surely once-glamorous buds -- the only thing meticulously clean is the white-marble pillars depicting fallen angels and the gates that lead to a little clearing with a roof. Sure, you could have some tea here, but what's important is the cover under the table and chairs -- if you can figure out how to come in and get through the rose hedge maze, as well as lift the cover, you have just accessed the opening to the Underground, or Where The Light Doesn't Touch.
Die Rosenfeld
Let them go, let them
be ghosts.
No, I said,
make them stay, make them stone."
In the mid-east of the main hub of Illeuad's dark city, there is an open space with a distinct, high, black-iron fence markings its borders. Fiercely sharp points adorn the top of the fence, and the wrought gates are imposing, yet somehow, they beckon. Through the bars, a rose garden is visible in alternating shades of bloody red, vibrant dark green, and pale marble the same colour as the antique moon, but just equally as visible are their cruel thorns, curling and waiting for someone to prick their finger. Their sweet smell is almost nauseating, yet somehow, calming at the same time -- no one can quite figure out why.
Nobody guards the front gates, and visitors are free to come and go as they like -- but few rarely do. There is something off about the serenity of this rose garden, and despite its oddly calming aura, many people know to think better and avoid it -- the only ones that dare to wander in are those who are particularly daring, or those who are particularly gullible. None are quite sure who exactly tends this massive, overgrown rose garden, but they all agree that someone does... and they certainly don't appreciate intruders, especially those who come without admiring their handiwork. Just so that you can wander and admire as much of the roses as you can, the inside eventually begins to twist and turn into a hedge maze, and there's certainly no compass to help you -- they all begin to spin rapidly without cessation. And if you happen to die here... well, supposing you help give those roses their beautiful red blush, no?
Approaching the center of die Rosenfeld reveals dying, withering, drying bushes of what were surely once-glamorous buds -- the only thing meticulously clean is the white-marble pillars depicting fallen angels and the gates that lead to a little clearing with a roof. Sure, you could have some tea here, but what's important is the cover under the table and chairs -- if you can figure out how to come in and get through the rose hedge maze, as well as lift the cover, you have just accessed the opening to the Underground, or Where The Light Doesn't Touch.
...Is it really worth it to go in?