Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25038310-20160529172721/@comment-25038310-20160621134141

Richard looked at the rest, before pushing the heavy doors open and taking a few steps back, sword in hand. The interior of the belltower was rather small, only housing a narrow hallway as it led up to a small room, and at the end there was the beginning of a long spiralling staircase leading to the bell itself, which was high above them.

A figure could be spotted roaming around the small room, wielding the same chime that the mortal pilgrim tending to Aelwin used. However, he seemed much more humanoid than the pilgrim, walking upright. His visage was obfuscated by a long brown hood and he wore simple robes, reminiscent of those of a monk.

The figure groaned as he stared down the hallway, noticing the fellowship of Undead. His jutted teeth could be seen as his lips curled into a sinister grin. The empty black voids in his eye sockets maintained the same curt stare, as if daring them to enter the belltower, and ready to lash out whenever they did. The monk seemed harmless, but it was unknown what tricks could be up his sleeve.

The narrow hallway required the group to pass through one by one, and brawl with the monk at the other side of the small room where there would be more space to fight - unless anyone had ranged weapons they wished to utilize from a distance.

Sebastien rose an eyebrow as he tightened the grip on his sword. The hostile at the end of the hallway made him feel nauseous, and marching down such a narrow hallway would make him claustrophobic and paranoid. Clearly, whatever this was, it was a trap.

"Shoot him from a distance, see if it'll do anything." Richard muttered.