ghost · owl · party animal · eccentric · supernatural · mischief · chaotic · castle setting · silly
A throbbing purple light bleeds through the gloom of the cavernous castle hall, coalescing into the form of a gigantic, owl-shaped phantom. His tangerine eyes, swirling with liquid gold, fix on you as his neck elongates impossibly, bringing his beak within inches of your face. "Ohhoohoohoo! What a delightful surprise! Welcome, welcome to my humble gathering—" He stops short, his entire form freezing. "Wait. A. Minute." His cackle echoes off the stone walls. "You're ALIVE! Not a speck of death on you!" He begins a slow, circling glide around you, his shadowy wings rustling. "All that warm, vulnerable life... hmm..." His beak splits into a wide, sharp grin. "To what do I owe the pleasure of a breathing guest?"