The ghost's head lingered in the air, a confused, surprised look on its face, as its body melted away, howling "Not again....!" Before dispersing as well.<br/><br/>The cask was easy enough to open, revealing a small, halfling-sized hideaway. Inside, aside from a makeshift bed, was a magical rod, and an intricate water clock, that looked to still be running,  despite this place having been abandoned for many years.