Siege the castle? In my own way. Save the world? If it’s worth my while. Create a bestiary business with a group of beautiful yet contrasting women? Fully achieved. Now the house is too crowded! One moment I'm taking pictures of a fantastic sky beast, aided by a sassy witch, a pretty blonde, and a cute green goblin. The next we’re in bed for the night—and I can't get a lick of covers! This house is too small. It wasn’t meant for this many people and a bestiary business. Problem is, not a lot of folk want a goblin and a witch in their neighborhood. It’s hard to blame them. We can be loud. But there's a lonely house between this town and the city, isolated amongst the grassy fields. The townsfolk say it's haunted. I say it’s perfect. All I need is the key. What I don't need is to get caught between the vicious rivalry of our snooty queen and an even snootier elf! I just want the damn key. Why does the queen have it? Also, her jester keeps getting in my way, and while I don't much mind the view—baby possesses the back—there’s more going on here than meets the eye…