Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20140928191343/@comment-5583506-20141002184338

The Ghost-Wolf estate was located on a secluded hill in the outskirts of Brightwall. It was a gloomy old building, full of good and bad memories. It was in some serious need for restoration however. Most people feared it because of its rustic exterior, spreading rumours about it being haunted and whatnot. The only resident however was Valkyrie. The only surviving child in her family. Her siblings had all died at an early age and so she was left alone to carry one the legacy.

Her family had always been respected as well as renowned for their smarts and sharp senses. Valkyrie was still young, unmarried with no children. She never had the time to settle down once and for all, since she considered most people to be a nuisance. They were always in the way for her true calling: solving difficult crimes which would most likely twist the minds of even the most wisest of scientists.

She took a stroll through the old mansion. Somewhere in the great hall an old grandfather clock kept ticking constantly. She was constantly wondering whether a new client would show up or not within the coming days. Her only way of entertainment was to solve crimes for the police, and when she couldn't do that she grew restless... and edgy... It had become something of an addiction to her. She needed to stimulate her brain, but unfortunately mysteries were almost a thing of the past and even if there were some people out there who needed her help with some seemingly unsolvable crime, they wouldn't most likely dare to approach the old mansion out of superstition.

"Maybe I really should fix that exterior after all?" she sighed.