"Gonna haf to do better than dat," Nbox rumbled, looping his fingers in the chain of his holy symbol- Seems like something was messing him- Something not entirely pleasant. The orc gazed at the stairs, wondering exactly how safe it was, now, with something tossing books around...<br/><br/>Well, if it was a ghost, clerics had a way of dealing with ghosts. Still, if it wasn't going to leave him alone...<br/><br/>The orc raised the staring, cyclopean symbol high, feeling it pulse with the might of his faith. "Bugger off, ghosty-man! The power of Grummsh compels you! By da Boot and da Spear, git thee gone!"<br/><br/>(Turning Check; 14-1 = 13. Turning Damage; 8 + 4 - 1 = 11. Gah. Still, I have 1 attempt left, today...If there's no response, Nbox will keep heading upward.)