Blacktail Deer Plateau reporting the patterns row by line

"Gallert - the moody one," after coming up with Caia the rest of the ghostly folk were easy to imagine and bring in the world among the living. "I don't know, what it is exactly - some sort of unknown tall beast with four long and lanky limbs, odd face and odd ears and he prowls the woods sometimes on two, sometimes on four legs," every place needed some sort of being that was hard to explain or understand. You had to see it once to know, what the person in question was talking about.

"Unlike Caia - he doesn't speak much, just looks sad and sighs," now that she had said it there was a potential for a story, why was it so, where had he come from. "And he has this tendency of appearing out of nowhere and standing still until someone runs through him," she shivered for the full effect. Running through a ghost was not a pleasant experience. "Maybe it is his own sense of having fun - can't say that I appreciate it much," she shrugged.

"In the whole spectrum of ghosts plateau could have - do you think we have anyone missing?" she asked Mordecai, wondering, if there was a special kind of ghost he wanted to see and have here.