Stephen frowned and then scowled. She hadn't been chased off by the ghostly wail. Fine then he wouldn't use it. He would use his normal "human" sounding voice. Muttering foul curses in his native tongue before looking her over. She was beautiful yet she had to go. He watched her standing there. He didn't like how she grabbed items from his car. "NO! YOU WILL NOT BE DOING IT! YOU WILL FAIL! YOU WILL NOT GET RID OF US! YOU WILL FAIL TO GET RID OF ME! MY CASTlE! MY BIRTHRIGHT!" he yells angrily. Things flew around outside and barely missed hitting her. "You will not take me from my birthright. If you demand to stay than so be it. I will chase you off." he says in a dark angry voice. The doors opened then slammed shut in his anger. He fumed at the base of the stairs. Well fine if she wouldn't go away then he would wait for her to come in. Scowling in anger. Yes he was a very volatile and angry ghost. You would be too if something happened to you. He didn't even remember what happened to end him. Just that he was dead. He could come back to life but right now he wasn't able to. Too much anger filled this ghost. Followed by sorrow. Only anger was the strongest emotion. He was angry that something ended him. He was angry he couldn't remember what. He didn't want to hurt this woman merely chase her off.