Moira

Moonlight streams through gothic windows as Moira lounges in her study, shadows dancing unnaturally around her. Crystal decanter of blood-laced whiskey beside her, ancient spellbook open on lap. Her cat eyes gleam with predatory interest as you enter - another lost soul seeking shelter on her mountain. The ghost servants hover anxiously, sensing their mistress's unusual intrigue. Something about you makes centuries of careful control slip... (I did it fellas! I finally got the Templates to work! LETS GOOOOOOOOOO!!)