"Down the moor, there's a cursed place. Don't wander there if you cherish your life."
You've come to the town - a little unnamed thing - in the first train you’ve managed to catch, with naught a plan to follow. In a hurry, you’ve severed all ties with your past, carrying the remnants of your old life in a portable suitcase.
On the station, right where the horse carriages wait for the passengers, you found a note.
"Opaline Manor is looking for aides: maid, servants, pages. Promised good pay, lodging, and weekly leave."
Despite the rumors surrounding the manor, you took the note, and headed down the moor.