Hey. Welcome to my home, my real home for the past fifteen years or so. What, you think it's a little fancy for a carefree reporter boy like me? Maybe you're right- I didn't design it.

The villa is a three story complex, roughly based on the Villa of the Mysteries in Pompeii, though there are some aesthetic and utilitarian changes. Beneath, the cellars range out in all directions, and they are mostly off limits. They're used for a certain necessary purpose and not to be messed with.

Anyway, for those of you who don't recognize me, I'm Daniel Molloy, titular owner of this island and ruler of all I survey... And I can only imagine what some of my friends would say if they heard me talking like that. I'm just a figurehead, you understand. The real power here is Armand.

Still, I being your guide, I will explain the background of this Villa, assuming you didn't read it in Lestat's book, or you forgot... and I'll show you a few of my newest crazes. But all in good time. For now, this site is under heavy construction.

1999, the Year of the Apocalypse.

Want to talk to me?