With a last dirty look towards Cordellia, the ghost turns his attention fully towards Reynauld and Simone. Drifting towards them, the fullness of the small creature's mangled neck and feral mien become dreadfully apparent. But for all of it, the voice remains that of a young boy.
“My name is Alastor Land. I have been here countless decades, punished for abandoning my family in a time of need. Over these years, I have seen explorers like you come and go. The trap in the walls kills most of them, but others have left in humiliation, unable to pass through the far metal door. I am unable to leave the way you came because of my curse, but I am able to push through the far wall. Beyond is a glorious chamber of strange carvings and a pillar of air. And there’s a catch on the other side of the door that opens it without a problem. I’ll trigger it for you if you take my bones from here and bury them with my family on a farmstead just beyond Diamond Lake. Do this for me, and I will be free. I assure you there is no other way through that door.”