A lone figure stood in the center of a room deep within the Haunted House. He seemed relatively at ease; there was no sign of fear or anxiety or concern on the tanned face, and draped around his neck was a long length of chains that fell nearly to his knees. At the ends were two thin, black daggers inscribed with glowing green runes, and Alistaire held these two daggers in both hands. He seemed to be testing their weight, carefully elevating one over the other and then crossing them midair, slashing quickly in opposite directions.

Whatever he was doing, he seemed satisfied, Alistaire lowering the blades again, and he gave a little smile as he glanced around the room. There was no one else but him, and he'd been on patrol in the House for almost twenty minutes now with no sign of anything else.

This was going to be one those shifts, he thought with a resigned sigh; one where there was nothing going on, and he'd spend hours attempting to keep himself occupied.

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