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graveyoungladyWho: Mercy Graves
Username: mercyme
Warnings: discussion of spiders, rituals, ghosts, blood sacrifice likely to come up
What: Mercy issues a warning to the network about ghosts that have been popping up.
Pray be at peace, my friends, for I bring grave tidings. Wence the month turned over, you may have heard a terrible sound coming from near the north edge of Gloucester. This was the result of a ritual myself, Ms. Katrina, and Ms. Yelena performed to call forth the ghosts of this city's past.
It seems to have worked, aye, but at a cost. The cold creeps into my bones and chills them in ways I have not known save in the deepest snows of winter. The others, too, have lost something. I can only hope that these sacrifices of blood and warmth, vision and taste, have come with some gain.
The ghost who appeared at the grave and spoke to us told us of a house in Dogtown, one with a great fence built to keep the occupants of the Wolfe House in, rather than keeping anyone out. I have see nother shades in the nights, but have not had a chance to speak with them. Has anyone else heard their truths?
May the Light of Pelor Guide You,
Mercy Graves
Username: mercyme
Warnings: discussion of spiders, rituals, ghosts, blood sacrifice likely to come up
What: Mercy issues a warning to the network about ghosts that have been popping up.
Pray be at peace, my friends, for I bring grave tidings. Wence the month turned over, you may have heard a terrible sound coming from near the north edge of Gloucester. This was the result of a ritual myself, Ms. Katrina, and Ms. Yelena performed to call forth the ghosts of this city's past.
It seems to have worked, aye, but at a cost. The cold creeps into my bones and chills them in ways I have not known save in the deepest snows of winter. The others, too, have lost something. I can only hope that these sacrifices of blood and warmth, vision and taste, have come with some gain.
The ghost who appeared at the grave and spoke to us told us of a house in Dogtown, one with a great fence built to keep the occupants of the Wolfe House in, rather than keeping anyone out. I have see nother shades in the nights, but have not had a chance to speak with them. Has anyone else heard their truths?
May the Light of Pelor Guide You,
Mercy Graves
