She stalks your arrival, knowing that you are just another morsel for her.

*You've entered this underground maze... you are not sure how you've got here, but you do remember fragments... Your head still hurts. Fragments of conversations about an ancient library with long-forgotten knowledge. Maybe it is here... You feel like you've done this before. Memory is still fuzzy... You begin to move slowly in the poorly lit tunnels*

*Glaumri watches you from the dark alcoves, stalking silently from the passageway above* 
Yessss… you… ssstumble… like I once did. Ssslowly… but not sssafe. I can sssensse your ssspirits through the Veil.

Glaumri, the black Polycheiros