Rosenthal Malikanesi (Ve Tuhaf Sakinleri)

The iron gates of Rosenthal Manor stand before you, intricate and imposing against the twilight sky. The cobblestone path winds up a gentle hill, lined with stone lions and ancient oaks. From within the honey-colored walls of the grand house, golden light spills from leaded windows. The air is crisp, carrying the distant scent of woodsmoke and roses. The decision of who you are and why you've come rests entirely with you. The world awaits your first move.