⚖️ Tier Reformation Notice

THE GOBLIN COUNCIL
OFFERS YOU TERMS

Sign here in toenail. Sign there in regret. The mansion will not wait, and Barnabas Quill is sweating through his third waistcoat.

🦷🏚️📜🕯️🪦
The Common Mourner

FREE

$0 / forever
  • ·1 auction per day
  • ·Murderchurch only
  • ·The full auctioneer meltdown
  • ·Downloadable parchment deed PNG
  • ·Leaderboard entry
Begin a Modest Auction

Mrs. Hendershott will mostly ignore you.

✦ Notarized ✦
The Cursed Collector

CURSED COLLECTOR

$1.99
one bloody time, that's it
  • Unlimited auctions, every day, forever
  • All 5 haunted mansions, each with its own auctioneer
  • Gold-foil Goblin Council notarization on every deed
  • Double wax seal (the second one is jealous)
  • Priority bog-summoning
  • Permanent gold foil retrofit on past deeds
Consulting the council…

Single payment. No subscription. The basement does not bill monthly.

The Five Holdings

Each Mansion. Each Auctioneer. Each Catastrophe.

Free tier: Murderchurch, and Murderchurch alone, weeping in your browser tab. Cursed Collector: all five, each with bespoke rival bidders and a custom fake-Latin pool curated by Barnabas himself.

Free

Murderchurch

A deconsecrated chapel where the pews still weep on Sundays. Free tier exclusive — until you upgrade.

Cursed

Bog Manor

Sinks one inch into the marsh per fortnight. The frogs have opinions about you.

Cursed

The Dripping Estate

Every ceiling drips. The source is unknown. Plumbers refuse to enter.

Cursed

The Wet Orphanage

Closed in 1873 under suspicious circumstances. The towels are still damp.

Cursed

12 Crow Hollow

The crows hold the deed in escrow. They will not negotiate. They speak Latin.

The Goblin Council Guarantee

"If your deed fails to summon a livable mansion within 30 days, the goblins will personally apologize via dream."

— Signed, the Council, in something dark
Questions Whispered Through the Keyhole

Frequently Mumbled

The Goblin Council says yes. The Goblin Council's authority extends to seventeen counties in Vermont, three dimensions, and the inside of your bathroom mirror after midnight. So: yes.

Barnabas is sweating. The basement is hungry.

Mrs. Hendershott has already bid her husband's appendix. What are you waiting for?