Ryan goes into the basement and fines a man in his 20’s asleep in a chair. The man looked like a butler. Ryan tried to wake him.
“un… Hello there I am the butler of the Spelstorm Manor how may be of services.” said the guy.
“Why is it called Spelstorm Manor?” asked Ryan.
“Oh, well you see the Master of this Manor was a great wizard who died 50 some years ago and enchanted most of this place with his magic. Went he died he entrusted me to be the caretaker of the Spelstorm Manor.” said the Butler.
“Was his last name Spelstorm?” Ryan asked.
“Yes that was his last name.” answer the butler. Then he went into a vacant stare. “Oh, well I can see that your two of your friends are upstairs in the playroom been Regressed to the age of 5, now 4, another is in the Master bedroom and now a 18 year old vixen, oh no your brother, I think, has gone into the Master’s potions lab now he is a raptor, and someone is wandering about.” he hands Ryan a par of white gloves and a spay bottle, “Use the spay bottle on your brother so he will regain his human mind and wear the gloves to protect yourself from the Manor’s enchantments from effecting you. Also could you round up your friends and bring them to the dining room. Diner will be severed shortly.”