I stretched my back walking to one of the shelves and took a bottle filled with holy water, the original, of course, not the bullshit they use in churches these days. But normal holy water was not enough. Now would be the hard part. After a bit of searching in the mess of my family's belongings, I finally located the right coffer.
I put my finger on the rune-lock and whispered the correct phrase to open the thing. Inside were a couple of white bones that looked like they could fetch some money as haunted house decorations. If any specialist looked at any of them, they would probably say that it was the wing bone of some huge bird, if not for the weird hole in the middle that looked suspiciously like an eye socket.
