Strange and Stranger

Sirus and Sir Sarne, you make a thorough search of the strange abode. The items in this "room" appear to be old yet at the same time not aged. Almost like the dwelling has been frozen in time. There is no dust, there are no cobwebs, but at the same time there is no sign of anything "living" here for quite some time.

As you search the air grows cold, and a powerful feeling of dread grips you. A cold, pale light flickers in the air, rapidly taking on the form of a female elf, her hair and robes waving in a spectral wind. She might have been beautiful once, but a hateful expression twists her features now. “Foolish mortals,” she snarls. “What do you want here? Do you not know it is death to seek me out?”

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