Ravenwood Grimoire

Rainbow Splashed and the Colours Stolen by Fear
Rainbow Splashed and the Colours Stolen by Fear
 Rainbow Splashed and the Colours Stolen by Fear Long before Professor Barnabas Ravenwood began documenting ghosts, before Ravenwood Manor stood upon its hill, and before the first spirit was ever... Read more...
Silver Guardian and the Last Sentinel of the Manor
Silver Guardian and the Last Sentinel of the Manor
Of all the spirits that dwell within the records of Ravenwood Manor, few are spoken of with greater respect than Silver Guardian. Most ghosts arrive with unfinished business. Some linger... Read more...
Strawheart, The Phantom of Blackthorn Farm
Strawheart, The Phantom of Blackthorn Farm
Nobody in Blackthorn Village could remember exactly when Strawheart first appeared. Some swore he arrived after the great storm that tore through the valley twenty years earlier. Others claimed the... Read more...
The Gentleman of Whitechapel
The Gentleman of Whitechapel
Nobody knew where Timmy S came from. By the time his name first spread through Whitechapel in 1923, he already dressed like a man with money. Tailored waistcoat. Long black... Read more...
Aethorin: The Crimson Pilgrim
Aethorin: The Crimson Pilgrim
Long before the roads surrounding Matlock were properly marked, before lantern posts lined the winding paths through the hills, travellers relied on memory more than direction. And memory, especially in... Read more...
Sunny the Sunshine Collector
Sunny the Sunshine Collector
Professor Barnabas Ravenwood has spent much of his life studying ghosts. Some are mischievous. Some are mysterious. Some are best avoided entirely. But every now and then, one comes along... Read more...
Beewyn Hollow and the Last Bloom
Beewyn Hollow and the Last Bloom
There are places in the valley that were never meant to be found. Not hidden by walls or distance, but by something far subtler. A turning of the path. A... Read more...
The Empty Hand
The Empty Hand
Cael was gone before the leaves had fully turned. There was no sudden moment, no dramatic farewell beneath the tree. Loss, when it finally came, was quieter than either of... Read more...
The First Memory
The First Memory
There are promises made loudly, spoken with conviction and ceremony, and then there are those made quietly, repeated in small moments until they become something stronger than words. Liora and... Read more...
The Last Vigil
The Last Vigil
Liora's absence was not as quiet as Cael’s. Where his had been a fading, hers was a sudden stillness. The walks stopped. The door no longer opened at dusk. The... Read more...
Aeriswyn and the Last Green Hollow
Aeriswyn and the Last Green Hollow
There are places in the world that do not vanish all at once. They fade. Not like ruins, not like buildings abandoned to ivy and wind, but in quieter ways.... Read more...
Easter Ritual
Easter Ritual
There are seasons that lend themselves to ritual, and there are rituals that should never be trusted simply because they arrive with the season. Spring is the most deceptive of... Read more...