bring out your dead

[degenere]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Baroness Frédérique Durfort-Lacapalette, Brother Jehan Mercier, and Valentine Nicasius Maxence Mérovée Olivier de Foncé
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: CHASSEURS DE FANTÔMES
WHEN: Early Cloudreach
WHERE: From Kirkwall, listenable anywhere
NOTES: Your favorite people!

—will come try to stop us, [ Jehan is whispering when everyone's crystals come to life, but it's capped off with a sigh as he realizes it is too late, too late, alas. ]

They must know [Val, in a stage whisper. He hardly cares about being heard.] Inquisition. We have been in Kirkwall for how long now? Long enough that some of us have seen shades. Spirits. Ghosts.

Inquisition, these are but exaggerations. Do you know how we know this to be true? [He’ll tell you. In a second. The dramatic moment is slightly spoiled by a sudden sharp intake of breath, and a loud SPLASH.] Sacre-- the oar!

Careful! [ Freddie is there too, naturally. ] Keep it in the lock-- there. Inquisition [ she begins again in Val's place ] we have heard your tales of supposed hauntings, but we three have spent countless hours toiling in these Gallows and have not seen a thing! Not one spectral wisp! And so, you see, we cannot help but doubt. We are women--and men--of the sciences, after all. It is merely our nature.

Men and woman of the sciences, [ Jeannot corrects, because who doesn't like being corrected ] and of faith, merci, and we do not mean that anyone is lying. Of course the Veil is thin here. But surely not so thin as the stories.

And so, we have returned at night--which I am sure we can all agree is the most appropriate time for ghosts--to give the spirits the chance to prove all of you correct by revealing themselves to us.

Do not be afraid for us! This is not even the tenth most foolish we have ever been, particularly Freddie and Val, and so far as I can tell they yet survive—we would welcome advice, however. Where have you witnessed these spirits reaching through the Veil? Were you doing anything to attract their attention?

And how do we attract their attention? Tell us, so we can try for ourselves! Must we cause a great scene, and commotion? Must we SHOUT? We are willing to shout-- O, SPIRITS! HEAR US, AND APPEAR! WE WOULD WITNESS YOUR--

[ muffled muffled something like a hand has been clapped over his mouth. ]

Comments

[justice_is_blond]

Maker have mercy. Do you have anyone there with any capability for fighting?

[doneisdone]

Ser Wren and I found a dead child in a crate the other day. The ash from the wraith took days to wash out. Happy hunting.

[meds4sale]

[Well, come dawn they'll either be dead or learn a very valuable lesson.]

It is a pity none of us will be able to watch this.

[ombranera]

It depends upon the day, truly. Oftentimes we are minding our own business, on occasion we nudge something that belonged to a great dead...whoever it was and they take offence, and then there is the odd den of idiots playing with things they do not understand and summoning up a demon. Most often? Wandering about, less the random fools.

[el_tybs]

[A long sigh, mixed with some frustration. And here he thought the foolishness was over for the day.]

Is this questioning if spirits exist in general, or just in the Gallows? [Because honestly they've already been in the Fade and they've had to fight things that were possessed.]

Can any of you use magic?

[arcaneadvisor]

A little louder, Sundermount and all that prowls that has not heard you. This is what comes of a place so lacking in tales for their children.

[Summon the varterral.]

[limier]

Your best chances shall be to remain upon the water, outside the walls.

[tallasaking]

[There is not an argument.

Not a snide comment.

Nothing at all.

Outside of the crunching of sweet, candied nuts.]

[intruthandlove]

As much as I applaud the endeavors of science, I thought spirits were the norm here?

[ She's taking them at their word, like this seems legitimate. ]