Final Quest
Feeling kind of silly, you say, "Um, excuse me?"
The ghosts stop dancing, and look at you expectantly, but neither one actually says anything.
"Great going, Esther," the green dragon mumbles. "Please try not to get us killed."
"They're ghosts. They can't harm us. Right?" Alasse asks uncertainly.
You and Torai exchange glances, both probably remembering about the last time you went into a place which had ghosts.
"We won't harm you," the female ghost murmurs finally with a gentle smile at Alasse.
"Some of the other ghosts may try, but we will not," the male ghost puts in. "We have not been turned insane by our time here."
"Can you tell us about this palace?" you ask.
The two ghosts exchange glances, fear appearing in their eyes for just a moment. Then, the male ghost asks, "What is it you want to know?"
"Anything you can tell us," Torai responds, before you can say anything.
"This was once a lovely castle set in a beautiful forest," the female ghost murmurs, her eyes distant. "It was not cursed then. We had many travellers from all over the world."
"What happened?" you ask gently.
"Evil," the man replies, bitterness in his tone. "A group of wizards raised an army and slaughtered us all, trapping our ghosts here for all eternity."
"Who were the wizards?" Torai asks.
Both ghosts shudder with fear. "We cannot say," the woman answers. "If we do, we will be fed to the guardian." And the two continue dancing, ignoring any other attempts you make to communicate with them.
The ghosts stop dancing, and look at you expectantly, but neither one actually says anything.
"Great going, Esther," the green dragon mumbles. "Please try not to get us killed."
"They're ghosts. They can't harm us. Right?" Alasse asks uncertainly.
You and Torai exchange glances, both probably remembering about the last time you went into a place which had ghosts.
"We won't harm you," the female ghost murmurs finally with a gentle smile at Alasse.
"Some of the other ghosts may try, but we will not," the male ghost puts in. "We have not been turned insane by our time here."
"Can you tell us about this palace?" you ask.
The two ghosts exchange glances, fear appearing in their eyes for just a moment. Then, the male ghost asks, "What is it you want to know?"
"Anything you can tell us," Torai responds, before you can say anything.
"This was once a lovely castle set in a beautiful forest," the female ghost murmurs, her eyes distant. "It was not cursed then. We had many travellers from all over the world."
"What happened?" you ask gently.
"Evil," the man replies, bitterness in his tone. "A group of wizards raised an army and slaughtered us all, trapping our ghosts here for all eternity."
"Who were the wizards?" Torai asks.
Both ghosts shudder with fear. "We cannot say," the woman answers. "If we do, we will be fed to the guardian." And the two continue dancing, ignoring any other attempts you make to communicate with them.