Cashel Castle has always been a place of wonder and magic. Anything you can think or dream of, any fantasy you've always imagined in that imaginative little head of yours, here is where they shall become a reality.

I am one of the three Master's of the castle. My name? 'Tis Nicolas Cashel, and I am in charge of sending out the invites to the guests of Cashel. I make sure that all are satisfied in their time here, you could call me the 'heart' of the three brother's that are the master's here, if you will. It was the dream of our Parents, Darren, Dean, and I, that Cashel become a home to those in need of a refuge, in need of pleasure; splendor. This is the place where all your dreams will in fact come true.

The Castle of Cashel is surrounded by a forest full of danger, nightmares, and an ocean where many a man or creature has lost their lives to a blood thirsty Siren or a conscienceless giant water beast. The meadows are flocked with beautifully groomed sheep and well bred horses. Just down the long, Country road from Cashel's front gates is the little Cashel village where the villagers of Cashel reside.

In the village you will find the residents of Cashel, a group of wondrous people. Magic is no farther from these village-folk than it is from Cashel's steps. Don't be too shy to introduce yourself to the people of Cashel, you're no stranger, for they've known you were coming most probably long before you yourself did.

Along with wishes and fantasies coming true, Cashel's main purpose is pleasure. If one finds them self in need of a skilled consort, Cashel pleasure slaves are more than happy to fulfill the needs of any guests, so long as it does not involve any harm to the well respected residents of the castle. There are many different kinds of Pleasure slaves, and if you find yourself interested, just speak with Holden, the handler of all the slaves. On a sturdy note though, although they may be titled, 'Slaves' for you the guest's pleasure, hurt or offend them in anyway and you'll face the wrath of every member of Cashel, the most formidable forces that of myself and two brother's.

Now, upon entry to the main gates of Cashel, you may only enter with an invitation, or on rare occasions, if you've happened to stumble across this mystical land, you may request an audience with one of the three brother's, although you'll most likely receive audience with myself, Nicolas Cashel, for the mere fact I am the distributor of invites.

Be captivated by the beauty of the land. Be spellbound by the time stand still that bubbles around the Castle and village. Fall into bliss with one of the many pleasure slaves. And enjoy your stay, for you may take the time to bask in the wonders of Cashel for as long as you so please.

Time stands blissfully still here, right?