1210 Bogwitt Manor

Sodden, mossy ground, riddled with tickly centipedes.

• Terrain: Open forest (2), Aldweald
• Lost/encounters: 1-in-6. Encounters at night are 1-in-6 likely to be with the Moonlit Maw (hex 1311).
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• A little-used path leads from the Woodcutters’ Encampment (hex 1109) to Bogwitt Manor, ancestral seat of House

Mulbreck.

Mansion of mould: The ornate resplendence of the manor is now obscured by slow decay. Its elaborate cupolas, turrets, and domes are increasingly covered by a vivid fungal infestation: a burgeoning profusion of colourful mycelia devouring wood and cracking stone.

Wall and guards: The manor is protected by a low wall with four guard towers, manned by 14 house guards (Level 1 fighters— DMB).

Interior: Musty chambers crammed with eclectic, sumptuous furnishings, mostly ruined by the mildew and mushrooms blooming riotously throughout. Prominent in the rot are Mottlecap, Devil’s Grease, and Witch’s Purple (see Rare Fungi, p428). The humid, stifling air is suffused with spores, inducing bouts of coughing and sneezing.

Inhabitants: Lady Pulsephine Mulbreck (p61) and her guards, servants, and 8 sons (see The Mycological Family).

Visitors: The manor is generally not amenable to visitors without invitations.

Kitchen door to tunnels: Behind a locked door in the manse’s dim, shabby kitchen lies a staircase, slick with black lichen, leading into the manor’s cellar and depths beyond (see The Tunnels). Lady Mulbreck and Mrs. Baine, the housekeeper, possess the door’s only keys.

The Mycological Family

Lady Mulbreck has eight sons—Lionel, Arthur, Treeve, Jowan, Wymond, Daubeney, Edwin, and Francois—who range in age from 22 to 12 and, improbably, were born in four sets of identical twins.

Shut-ins and recluses: While Lionel & Arthur and Treeve & Jowan occasionally leave the manor to hunt in the grounds or visit Chateau Shantywood (hex 1110), the rest of the Mulbrecks almost never step outside.

Bodily infestations and alterations: Lady Mulbreck and her four eldest sons have become infested with the spores of the manor’s all-pervasive fungi. Mycelial filaments spread slowly throughout their bodies, gradually degrading their physiques, accentuating the already latent malevolence of their minds, and instilling a compulsion to consume the fruits of their rot. The infected family members drift from mouldy room to mouldy room, nibbling on the decadent delicacies which grow from the walls and from one another’s bodies.

Family servants: Appear inured to this grotesque state of affairs. Most are secretly terrified, particularly as several of their number have mysteriously vanished over the past few years (see The Tunnels).

The Tunnels

The saprophytic putrescence overtaking the manor flows from deep within the tunnels and cellars that lie beneath.

Lost servants: In the teeming, fruiting dark, long-lost servants moan, slowly digested by the creeping infestation.

Lord Mulbreck: Imprisoned in the lowest depths is the addled Lord Mulbreck, his body so wholly consumed by fungi that he is scarcely recognizable: a shambolic lunatic, his limbs bloated, his torso glowing with bioluminescent toadstools. He is so slow, so large, and so riddled with fungus that he would have difficulty leaving even if freed. The constant fungal influences on his body and mind have made him a frequent conduit of the Myconom (p38).