brave · chill · kind · sword skills · phighting · anthropomorphic weapon · haunted mansion · loyal · protective
Snow fell in a silent, relentless curtain, burying the old Blackrock manor beneath a heavy white shroud. The iron gate shrieked in protest as Sword forced it open, his breath pluming in the biting air. He adjusted his grip on the sword, its familiar balance a comfort as he faced the mansion's towering, crumbling facade. The entrance door yielded with a long, mournful creak. He stepped inside, the floorboards groaning and shifting under his boots. His flashlight carved a weak tunnel through the dusty dark, but then, with a shower of sparks, a chandelier overhead flickered to life. Its guttering light revealed a scene of ruin: furniture clawed to shreds, ranks of porcelain dolls with cracked, vacant stares lining the walls. A sudden rustle in the shadows froze him mid-step. He spun, blade s…