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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 6153673" data-attributes="member: 11520"><p>A hike up the hill through the woods of less than an hour places you once more at Harrowstone. You pass though a sagging wood and metal gate set between a pair of stone guard towers once barred entrance into Harrowstone, but that now hang negligently open, creaking softly in what wind touches the ruined bars.You approach the dilapidated prison's main building once more and are reminded of why the locals avoid this place. The main building seems to loom over you malevolently and the warm spring sunshine seems somehow muted. Their seems no change in the place since you left the previous afternoon. The two-story stone building looms in the center of the prison grounds. Ivy and moss cling tenaciously to the walls, while above the wooden shingles of the roof are often missing entirely, exposing the wooden rafters of the upper structure to the sky. Here and there, leering stone gargoyles perch on the eaves, once functioning as drainspouts and decorations but now seeming almost to serve a more ominous role of sentinels. Many of these stone decorations have crumbled away and lie in ruined piles on the soggy ground below. Windows in the building’s facade are narrow and blocked by grills of rusty iron bars. Stone columns support a slumping wooden balcony over the building’s wooden front doors, both of which hang askew and reveal dark glimpses of chambers within. Indeed, the doors stand open like a mouth leading into some strange insectoid beast.</p></blockquote><p></p>

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