Someone had intruded on the room of bones, howling as if they didn't realize the noise bounced against all the walls and echoed back at them. Age may have dulled her vision and made her bones tight and immovable, but her hearing was still fairly intact, and the sound did not bode well with the canine who had been slumbering for so long. She needed her rest. After everything she had witnessed, she needed her rest, even if it was for another long stretch of countless years.

When she rose, she realized the lights had gone out. She blindly stumbled into the side of one of the bone towers, knocking a few aside and grumbling quietly. The sound had since gone, but she wandered still, turning her nose to the fresh smell of a canine somewhere among the room. Unable to find him after a few agonizing steps, which had already been far too much work for the beast whose limbs were twisted and malformed, she sunk to her haunches and grumped. Well. She was awake now. There was no point in going back to sleep.

@Astaroth

Astaroth jolted awake by the sound of bones crashing a short distance away. He raised his head and perked his ears. He sniffed the air around him and stood, he had smelled this before but never given enough attention to it to question it's source. He rounded a stack of bones to come face-to-face with a monster. The exact monster he was looking for. He could only see a silhouette in the darkness, but he could tell by the size and general shape of the creature what it was. He had found the Lorekeeper, or had she found him? He lowered himself in a bow and crawled slowly towards her, showing reverence and respect equally.
"Speaking."
Thoughts.
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