Welcome to Nibelheim...

Last updated August 15, 2000

A lonely mining town..

Not much to look at with its cottage style buildings and enclosed square.

However, it strikes your attention. Despite the foreboding feeling the place gives you, you move from your rooted position and make your way into the town.

Walking across the dirt trail, you find yourself surrounded by shadows as night is approaching.

Minutes pass and the sun sinks lower, the tall building loom over you, hiding you in their eerie shadows. But you keep walking, finding the idea of any harm coming to you in this backwater village ridiculous.

Stopping near a well that adorns the center of the square, you become a little more relaxed. You lean against the structure to rest a moment and gather your senses while still looking over this homely town.

A few residential homes here.. some small shops and an inn there.

Basically your seemingly normal, boring, everyday village.

Then your eyes come to rest on something different.. something that unlike the rest of the town seems to be shrouded in darkness.

You lean a little more in the direction of the place, squinting to get a better look.. In the darkness, you can make out that it's larger than any of the other buildings that are around and quite a bit away. But, curiosity gets the best of you and you decide to investigate. Sitting up from your leaning position, you move towards the large shadowy building. The closer you get, the more detailed it becomes to your eyes.

You can tell it's a mansion.. and an old one at that. The weather-beaten siding and rotting roof at least gives that much away. A large wrought iron fence surrounds the place. The equally large gate hangs to the side, latched on by one hinge.

A gelid breeze blows by and you glance all around as you continue to walk. High trees also surround the place, making the mansion seem even more uninviting.

You near the rotting gate and with fluid grace manage to slip passed its slanted form. Once inside the grounds, you look up to the building that rises in the night. Your senses telling you not to go any further, but you do.

After walking the short distance to the front of the mansion, you stand before the door, gazing over the ancient wood. Reaching out a hand, you grip the door handle and sigh slightly still deciding...

What will you do?

Open the door and go inside.. or