> He's the Spurious Vicomte, of course.

Yes, of course. He is the SPURIOUS VICOMTE. He hopes that title is not too... transparent. You chose quite a night to visit the chapel. For the first time in years, on tonight of all nights, the bell has tolled...

You try to introduce yourself, but for some reason the words simply don't come out. You ARE here for the chapel, right, he says. You nod your head. Well, you better get inside soon. It's not safe outside when its dark, and he's not just talking about sausage-sniffing wolves.

You enter the chapel. The door shuts tight behind you. It looks like the Vicomte didn't follow you in...

Hey, there's a trail of water leading over here.

It seems the trail ends here.