Kasson continues to watch Arkain as he listens to him speak.  He has a soft smile on his face but his body barely moves, almost looking like a statue, not even breathing.  He seems to take it all in before he nods his head slightly.  “I think you for the complement but I don’t have a soul or spirit.  Consciousness is the only thing of that nature that I have.  I refer to myself as what because I am not alive and never have been.  I am a golem, a construct.  I am material that was formed then animated and given thought through magic.”  He then looks in thought for a second, as if searching for something in his mind.  “There is not a word in your language that matches what my body is made of.  The closest would be…rubber I guess.  The rubber from my body is slightly different though, it is more synthetic then that natural rubber that comes from trees.  As for this building, saying it is a tomb is not correct.  Well, not fully correct.  It began as a temple for Tahix and was one of the few places where people could meet him.  This path was one of the paths of sacrifice and is mine to look over for now.  After being a temple, it became a prison and tomb.  I must thank you for coming here.  It has been too long.  Well, I guess that it has been too long.”<br/><br/>As he went into the large room the light from the glow stick made it a little easier.  The room looked like a very large and empty room.  There was a soft sound in the room.  It was hard to describe.  It was soft as in extremely low volume but also soft like a trickle of a tap compared to the spray of a hose.  As he got inside of the room there was a very different sound, a splat.  Something had landed right in the way of the doorway and from the sound it would be easy to tell it was rather squishy.  Behind him there was a rather good sized lump of some strange black substance.  It looked as if it could be tar but it was a little more fluid.  It sat there motionless for a second before two red eyes pierced out of the black mass.  Slowly a head began to form and rise out of the mass.  It looked like the head of a naga.  A few soft purrs and churrs came from it as it looked at the rabbit with a pleasant face.  More of its body started to form from the blob.  However, going by the size of the head it looked as if it was rather small, easily shorter then two feet and not that long if everything matched up.