Barrow Fields Sentry

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Noir had alerted @Vagabond and @Violante to her departure, with the promise that she would be back within a week's time. She trotted through the field, scenting the air as she went. A rumble of hunger panged her as she caught the scent of a hare, and at once, she was off after it. Rounding a barrow, she spotted the creature and immediately rushed it. In just a few moments, she had dispatched the hare, and now she settled down to her haunches, wolfing down her prey.

a graveyard, the bard assumed. mounds too large for a rabbit's warren, and seemingly not hollow, as the dark brown of his forelegs and tired tilt of his head implied.

as all graveyards, it brought a morose feeling - or at least the mirthful man had decided that was morosity, and not something more sinister and less poetic.

and just like every other graveyard worth its bones, it was haunted by a wraith.

this ghost was wreath in black, brown showing where they had erupted from their place of rest. in want for life, it took it from others, and now feasted on the plentiful energies of a rabbit.

slavuj observed them from atop a mound, standing somewhat uneasily, still uncertain whether this would insult those deep within.

Noir did not know this place as a graveyard, never having been before, so she had no such reservations that the unknown man did. After finishing her meal and licking her muzzle clean, she looked up to see him some distance away. She began to approach, curious. Who goes there? she called to the stranger.

the wraith approached, calling out, and the bard's head rose. tail began to gently sway.

"gooed moernin-gh." he barked with a nod, sound intentionally softened, the atmosphere seeming to demand quietness. "ai meant nou disturbance."

he hopped off the wound, landing to greet the oncoming ghoul. he managed a grin. "aem simply ae bard, humble aes leaflitter, inoffensive aes brine." his tail lashed.

was he to beacquit an otherworldy person?