The trio halt. Whispering their doubts regarding the encounter. The spectre turns expecting them to be following. His face drops (not literally) showing the disappointment of being rejected. "Honey and bones, we are betrayed." he exclaims, seemingly shouting out a warning as if unseen figures assail him.
"Rally together. Fight like a man not run like a dog! Curses upon you all." he shakes his fist towards the woods then back to the three departing figures.
He seems to confuse you with whichever former comrades ran from a conflict. His anger at being abandoned to his fate morphing upon his visage to an unrestrained anger.
"Run like dogs then, may the dogs run down you." He blows a horn, a ghostly rasping sound. It echoes in the woods and from among the trees come a furious barking response.
As you leave the border of the copse and he fades from view, stepping back into his haunting domain, a rustling and barking of hounds closes in on your trail. You run, headlong, sprinting. But realise you cannot outrun the pair of hellish hounds.
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