A House of Many Doors

Ragtag Bunch of Incompetents

Complete the game with your terrible starting upper-deck crew.

Explorer

You have visited every unique location in the House. Wow!

Death's Justiciar

One-Eyed

You have trouble gauging distances.

Mechanical Hand

Your missing hand has been replaced by a technological marvel.

Ended the game

Reunion

Curator of the Macabre

You founded the Museum of Unnatural Curiosity, famous for its oddness and gruesomeness. There are already hundreds of fearful myths and whispers about the place, half of them true.

Curator of a Grand Exhibition

You founded the Museum of Unnatural Curiosity, famous for its unparalleled beauty. It draws awed visitors from all over the House.

Editor

You are now an editor, the highest form of life.

Dreadnought

You somehow destroyed the Tyrannic.

Extravagant Mansion

You have climbed the property ladder to its highest rung.

Motheaten

A thousand frail wings flutter against the inside of your skin.

Godkiller

You have destroyed a deity.

Completed the game

Slave Trader

You have sold a sapient being into slavery.

Curator of the Wandering Museum

Quit the game

Curator of a Scholarly Enlightenment

You founded the Museum of Unnatural Curiosity, famous for its unique discoveries. It has kick-started what some scholars are calling a 'Renaissance.'

Sleepless

You have forgotten how to sleep.

Memory Thief

You raided a living skull like a vault.

In Mourning

You lost an upper-deck crewmember in combat.

Vampire Hunter

You exterminate parasites.

Poet-Knight

You have been knighted as a poet-warrior of Fargyle Keep.

Pioneer

You have opened one of the House's Doors. Perhaps it should have stayed locked...

Heartless

Your heart has been taken from you.

Champion

You have proven your physical and martial supremacy.

Bandit

Your greed or caprice have led you to attack innocent travellers.

Bounty Hunter

You hunt predators in the dark.

Murderer

Who would have thought a person could have so much blood in them?

Smiling

You lost all your Sanity.

Poet

You have written at least one poem. Perhaps it will outlive you.

The Gnawing Dark

You came face-to-face with something that lurks.