The rather drab tower was made of gray stones approximately all the same size. Artwork hung on the walls depicting battle scenes from long ago but even the color from these had faded with time. The cold, outside air seeped in through every small crack and crevice leaving a damp quality to the air. Sealed off rooms lined the perimeter and obviously had not been seen by human eyes for centuries.
Southernmost Tower Entryway, Inside Tower
priest
ghost
I am currently haunting the kings castle tower.  I truly enjoy scaring these poor souls.  They do not understand that it is me.  I once ruled these halls it's king.  Now I will forever haunt them as it's ghost.
What do you want priest? Do you not wish your soul to be saved? Certainly you must be here for a reason. I am here to frighten those who took my castle. That sounds like a lonely life, do you really find enjoyment in it? I promised myself i would and i am not going to stop. Will you never seek rest? Perhaps one day far into the future. That just sounds sad, certainly you could find some comfort in a rest. Perhaps you are right. It is a bit boring here. Now that your anger has been quelled, is there anything I can do for you prior to your passing? You can tell other my name. I used to own this castle you know? Certainly I would be happy to do so for you if it aids in your journey to the other side.