Re: [Hall - West Exit (Parlour)]
[The chamber inside the doorway matches the exterior architecture; to the left, high, graceful arches sweep upward to the ceiling, while to the right, jagged, quasi-geometrical angles predominate. There is a door on each side, tucked away in the far corners, and in the center, a raised altar stands at nearly chest height. The ambiance is more that of twilight than dawn, and tiny white lights flicker and disappear in the air, swaying and dancing like fireflies.]
[As you step into the building, you feel something within you shiver and swell, some long forgotten pieces of yourself. They tap at the corner of your mind, quietly insistent, slipping in to make themselves at home. Perhaps they were always yours; perhaps they only feel like it. Regardless, they settle in now, becoming seamlessly a part of you.]