Chrystani

 "Who are you" Leila asked as she watched the spirit in the hall. It was male, she could tell by the energy that was emanating from it. He turned from the painting of a long dead king to look at her. It tilted what was supposed to be a head but the spirit was so old and weak it had lost its human features. "Would you like me to send you?" She asked. As a priestess it was her duty to set a wandering spirit free of its earthly bindings. It shook its head and she felt a sad energy radiating from it. This being was in sorrow. "Then I must ask you to leave." Leila said. The castle was no place for wandering spirits, to many important people