[h3]The Halfway House Over Hoddard Hill[/h3]
Somewhere out in the wilderness, there exists a field of hilltops, over the largest of which floats the Halfway House Over Hoddard Hill. A small residential building - resembling a rectangular, two-story estate made of standard materials, and in rather poor condition - suspended in the air and anchored to the earth via several massive chains. How it got there is an enigma, and no one has been able to get any answers from exploring the building. There is little confusion surrounding its supposedly intended purpose, however.

The Halfway House exists to pacify, recondition, and reintroduce to society those whom the populace deem criminals, malcontents, and troublemakers. When one is tethered to the building and raised up through its dilapidated underside, they will subsequently become trapped within its confines for anywhere between three weeks to five years. Some, actually, never leave the Halfway House - presumably because they were deemed by its master to be completely unfit for everyday life.

Once an exile or other troublesome sort has completed their ‘rehabilitation’, they are gently lowered from the Halfway House and allowed to roam free once again. All who have returned who were once worthless bums and ne'er-do-wells, present themselves as upstanding, god-fearing, ready-to-contribute members of the community. Disturbingly so, in fact. These ‘half-mites’, as they are colloquially referred to as, exhibit very subservient personalities, constantly desiring to perform labor, and becoming very irritable when no task is given. They will often resort to self-harm coupled with incoherent babbling until they are given an order, or they die. For this reason, most half-mites are simply done away with, or given extremely long-term, constant jobs to perform.

A half-mite was once subjected to torture by a group of rather ruthless scholars in an effort to gleam details of the Halfway House’s interior and operations. This proved, for the most part, terribly ineffective. The half-mite in question only ever responded with the phrase, “I stay my tongue at the order of Mother Izaazs.” The entity known as Mother Izaazs has never been referred to in any other fashion, so her true nature is completely unknown. Most believe her to be a Ruse of some form, but that is uncertain, as any who break into the Halfway House are either expunged as half-mites, or never seen again.

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