[Following
this thread, there is no longer a mage roaming the halls of the Keep. There is a spirit of Vengeance, stuck in a mage's body.]
[He has one goal. One directive. And nothing will stop him.]
[Not even the fact that his body is slowly succumbing to a disease. As the glowing form stalks the halls, he's coughing, shaking. Occasionally, he lashes out at invisible enemies with a burst of blue energy.]
[But he's slowly fading. He's sick, he's grieving... he's seemingly beyond all reason.]
[Approach?]