Caria Manor (Mattahouen)

Seeking a better vantage point, I select a hill with a landmark atop and and head out. I blow through a few minor inconveniences, including an illusory wall. On the other side of which sits a giant, hunched over an blacksmiths anvil.

Me: "Oh! Giant Blacksmith! Hello friend!" I smile and bounce on my toes.

???: "Well, look at you. We don't get many visitors. I am Iji. An old codger who refuses to give up his craft."

Me: "Good to meet you Iji. Is there anything interesting up there?" I nod my head toward the manor looming on the hill.

Iji: "Only my lady Ranni. But I would suggest not getting too close. The house is still rigged with defences from the war."

Me: "Sounds exciting. I'll head up and say hi." I smile politely, but inside, my brain is racing at the thought of a new woman to fuck already. With a wave, Iji sends me off, up the hill.

Thanks to Torrent, the manor defences proved to be little more than a speedbump. Once inside the manor however, horrific hand abominations attack me from all sides.

I had forgotten that **** was a thing, until I encountered one of the giant hand. Now nursing a splitting headache, I methodically make my way through the hand monsters, and the spectral ghost knights, sorcerers and wolves until I climb some stairs and enter an important looking room.

A circle of chairs wrap fully around a large circular pool. When I enter the room, a large spectral knight on a horse appirates in the room and begins to sling magic and a long bladed glaive at me.

After a long and difficult battle, and maybe a few deaths, the horse lady slumps, and vanishes in a puff of smoke. I lay back in the water, panting.

"Her name was Loretta.... I'm gunna get her back for that." I grin, and then furrow my brow. "Oh, no. Dont like that. That sounds bad."