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<blockquote data-quote="hbarsquared" data-source="post: 2842431" data-attributes="member: 4550"><p><span style="color: royalblue"><strong>Chapter Three, Page 3</strong></span></p><p></p><p>Alastor Land peeks from behind the central pillar within the lair of the architect, watching the newest party of adventurers investigate the architect's bedroom. He giggles as the small gnome clambers up the side of the stone bed and his companions react in fear. The ghost has remained hidden from them since they first entered the cairn, watching their progress from a distance and always outside their peripheral vision.</p><p></p><p>One of them, the giant of a man, turns his head to look in Alastor's direction. Alastor covers his mouth and quickly moves his incoporeal form within the central pillar. He waits a moment in anticipation, then pokes his head out to find the group continuing their conversation, the giant no longer looking in his direction. He would have exhaled a held breath if he had lungs to do so. Instead, he floats through a nearby wall to examine his final resting place: the hall where he had finally perished after exploring these ruins, and the place where Alastor cannot help but return after every foray he makes through the cairn.</p><p></p><p>Alastor has observed their progress since the party entered the decorated stone hallway leading to the outside, beyond the barrier which Alastor himself can never pass. They had spent a few minutes examing the curious walls, as well as the broken artifact in one of alcoves, then managed to fend off the wild wolves. Alastor had laughed at the fatherly concern of the dwarf, the rambunctious youth of the two humans, and the delusional bravado of that poor gnome. He had been more than surprised to see the giant downed by the wolves after only a scant few seconds, and he had been just as impressed when the other large, muscular human managed to kill one wolf single-handedly and avoided most of their other attacks and snapping jaws. They eventually managed to fend off the wolves, but Alastor was forced to quickly retreat to within a wall when two of them, surprisingly, crawled into the wolves' lair and uncovered an indigo lantern, one even Alastor had not noticed before.</p><p></p><p>Soon after, the party entered the frescoed chamber and Alastor thought it would be humorous to hide within the sarcophagus and overhear their intentions. One of them seemed to have hung the lamp they found on one of the dangling chains, and then they moved the sarcophagus along its circular track to point toward the alcove with the yellow lit lantern, just as he had done years before.</p><p></p><p>When the gnome entered the tube that appeared after turning the sarcophagus, and immediately disappeared to the gasping surprise of his companions, Alastor had to retreat to his ethereal demesne so that they wouldn't hear his peals of laughter. By the time he caught his nonexistant breath and wiped away incoporeal tears, he manifested again in the chamber to find that the rest had followed the poor gnome. Shaking his head, he lowered himself through the floor into the lair of the architect, where the adventurers had taken themselves. At least they had chosen one of the safer routes.</p><p></p><p>When he entered the hall he discovered the adventurers scrambling over a fallen stone block as a green gas spilled into the room from small holes in the bas-relief frescoes. In life, Alastor had not been able to topple the block and returned to the elevator after a cursory examination, but he had explored the chambers beyond since that time and discovered the lurking strangler that somehow found its way down in recent days. Silently and unseen, Alastor followed behind the adventurers through the statue-lined corrider to witness their abilities and reactions to the monster beyond.</p><p></p><p>The aberration had caught them off guard, certainly, but the party managed to destroy the creature after several frustrating misses. He giggled as some of them failed to resist the creature's abilities of fright and sleep, but in the end they managed to succeed, and Alastor silently congratulated them as he followed them to the central pillar and watched them enter the bedchamber of the architect.</p><p></p><p>After visiting the remains of his skeleton beneath a sea of steel balls, comforted once more by its presence, Alastor returns to the chamber with the adventurers to monitor the rest of the progress. Perhaps these adventurers have gotten further than most, but they still have not succeeded where he had failed. They still need to find the entrance to the true tomb.</p><p></p><p>Hidden and silent, the ghost watches and waits.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="hbarsquared, post: 2842431, member: 4550"] [color=royalblue][b]Chapter Three, Page 3[/b][/color] Alastor Land peeks from behind the central pillar within the lair of the architect, watching the newest party of adventurers investigate the architect's bedroom. He giggles as the small gnome clambers up the side of the stone bed and his companions react in fear. The ghost has remained hidden from them since they first entered the cairn, watching their progress from a distance and always outside their peripheral vision. One of them, the giant of a man, turns his head to look in Alastor's direction. Alastor covers his mouth and quickly moves his incoporeal form within the central pillar. He waits a moment in anticipation, then pokes his head out to find the group continuing their conversation, the giant no longer looking in his direction. He would have exhaled a held breath if he had lungs to do so. Instead, he floats through a nearby wall to examine his final resting place: the hall where he had finally perished after exploring these ruins, and the place where Alastor cannot help but return after every foray he makes through the cairn. Alastor has observed their progress since the party entered the decorated stone hallway leading to the outside, beyond the barrier which Alastor himself can never pass. They had spent a few minutes examing the curious walls, as well as the broken artifact in one of alcoves, then managed to fend off the wild wolves. Alastor had laughed at the fatherly concern of the dwarf, the rambunctious youth of the two humans, and the delusional bravado of that poor gnome. He had been more than surprised to see the giant downed by the wolves after only a scant few seconds, and he had been just as impressed when the other large, muscular human managed to kill one wolf single-handedly and avoided most of their other attacks and snapping jaws. They eventually managed to fend off the wolves, but Alastor was forced to quickly retreat to within a wall when two of them, surprisingly, crawled into the wolves' lair and uncovered an indigo lantern, one even Alastor had not noticed before. Soon after, the party entered the frescoed chamber and Alastor thought it would be humorous to hide within the sarcophagus and overhear their intentions. One of them seemed to have hung the lamp they found on one of the dangling chains, and then they moved the sarcophagus along its circular track to point toward the alcove with the yellow lit lantern, just as he had done years before. When the gnome entered the tube that appeared after turning the sarcophagus, and immediately disappeared to the gasping surprise of his companions, Alastor had to retreat to his ethereal demesne so that they wouldn't hear his peals of laughter. By the time he caught his nonexistant breath and wiped away incoporeal tears, he manifested again in the chamber to find that the rest had followed the poor gnome. Shaking his head, he lowered himself through the floor into the lair of the architect, where the adventurers had taken themselves. At least they had chosen one of the safer routes. When he entered the hall he discovered the adventurers scrambling over a fallen stone block as a green gas spilled into the room from small holes in the bas-relief frescoes. In life, Alastor had not been able to topple the block and returned to the elevator after a cursory examination, but he had explored the chambers beyond since that time and discovered the lurking strangler that somehow found its way down in recent days. Silently and unseen, Alastor followed behind the adventurers through the statue-lined corrider to witness their abilities and reactions to the monster beyond. The aberration had caught them off guard, certainly, but the party managed to destroy the creature after several frustrating misses. He giggled as some of them failed to resist the creature's abilities of fright and sleep, but in the end they managed to succeed, and Alastor silently congratulated them as he followed them to the central pillar and watched them enter the bedchamber of the architect. After visiting the remains of his skeleton beneath a sea of steel balls, comforted once more by its presence, Alastor returns to the chamber with the adventurers to monitor the rest of the progress. Perhaps these adventurers have gotten further than most, but they still have not succeeded where he had failed. They still need to find the entrance to the true tomb. Hidden and silent, the ghost watches and waits. [/QUOTE]
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