Sterncastle                                            NW     N      - 
(-------------------------------------------------)     W <---(M)---> -
 WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room.     SW     S      -

Doors flap loudly against the howling wind while the fizz of white heads
hurl themselves across the creaking deck.  Wispy tendrils curl about
outlining the deck, and all that stand upon it, in a sickly green fog.  An
evil lurks in this place that is less pronounced in the nightmarish storm
than it is in its mere presence.  An inkling of something hungry watching,
electrified gooseflesh, and the ache of darkness in one's soul shows that
this evil cares not that it be noticed.  
Swirling ominously overhead are large storm clouds, lit by occasional flashes of lightning.