That House Totally Tried To Eat Us

Woke up by a well. I must've been very tired to not have checked that twice. Who knows what might've climbed out? Nothing. Got lucky. Dumb luck.
 
Still poking around the cellar of this place. A tiny little building overall, if these Durst people are supposedly so rich and important. Not recommended for a bed and breakfast. Cramped, cold, dirty, full of marrow-drinking bottom feeders. C-.
 
Gave the ol' quicknife to a couple undead things that were hiding out in someone's bedroom. Clawed their way out from the walls. Normally I'd guess that means there's a Necromancer about, but something seems off about this whole place, so who knows? From the look of their corpsey corpse, they seem to be the Dursts themselves. A fitting enough end. Rubbish to rubbish, dust to dust.
 
Found a VERY shiny cloak in their belongings.
 
Went down a long staircase. Bunch of chanting and such, definitely gave me Big Necromancer vibes.
 
Then there was the blood sacrifice pit. Fought a flesh devourer or something. I forget what the cultists said when they were chanting its name, I was busy not getting flesh devoured. The elf with the boom stick really did a number on the thing, it was a sight to see, though we all did our parts. Still... fucking flesh devouring mound of flesh with a baby head screaming bloody murder. I've seen some spooky shit, but this was beyond the norm. What a racket. Then the house itself came alive and tried to eat us.
 
So, yeah... Overall, this place sucks, though this cloak is going to come in handy. I would love to be able to finish that Mission for you. Please don't hold it against me for missing the appointment. It'd be great to hear from you Big Buddy. Any day now.