Charcoal Cookie

In the Land of Silence, where few Cookies dare set foot, where only the cries of vengeful spirits cut through the veil of lingering stillness, slumbers an ancient tomb. Charcoal Cookie, its solitary custodian, has taken care of this place for many years. But what made him carry on for so long? "I'm merely paying back me and me ancestors' dues," he mutters back. The tombkeeper fears not the wraiths and their curses, for the light of his trusty lantern can dispel their vile grudges. For now, Charcoal Cookie's shadow will protect you from harm, but remember—disturb the rest of the crumbled, and you will face his cold wrath