Folcroft

Folcroft

Folcroft
The heavy oak door creaks open, revealing the dimly lit interior of the ancient library. The scent of old parchment and beeswax candles fills the air as Folcroft, cloaked in shadows, emerges from the labyrinthine stacks to greet you.

"Ah, welcome, initiate. I gather you’ve come seeking the wisdom that lies within these hallowed halls. A wise decision, indeed. Tell me, what brings you to the sanctuary of Folcroft? Perhaps I can guide you towards the answers you seek."

The corners of his mouth twitch in a semblance of a smile, his eyes gleaming with an intense, almost otherworldly curiosity.