Behind its stately façade of polished stone and gleaming windows lies a residence meticulously maintained. Lavish drawing rooms, fine furnishings, and glittering chandeliers speak of noble tastes and old money. Servants move with silent precision, while rich carpets muffle the footsteps of its distinguished guests. The townhouse’s multiple levels rise with graceful architecture, each floor a careful balance of comfort and subtle power.
But beneath this refined exterior, unease festers.
Certain rooms remain curiously locked. Strange symbols etched into hidden corners whisper of forgotten rituals. The air seems unnaturally heavy in places, as though the house itself remembers darker times. Whispers circulate through Magnimar’s noble circles — of debts owed, of obsessions indulged, and of shadows that cling to the Foxglove name.
Foxglove Townhouse offers Dungeon Masters a richly layered setting for social intrigue, dark discoveries, and unraveling mysteries behind closed doors. Beneath its elegant surface lies a fragile mask — and with the right push, its secrets may spill out like blood on marble.
