Fairspell Meadow Divine and Witchy

"Oh, sure, I prefer to be alive too, but just imagine the wealth of information you could get to know!" Ceridwen's excitement grew more evident the more she thought about the ocean of possibilities of contacting the dead. Having interviews and learning all the good stuff of your ancestors. Dwin had no doubt that every single person of her bloodline had been awesome in some ways, it was a shame, however, that only few notable figures were remembered not just by their names, but their deeds too! She did not believe dead to be malicious or having ill-intent towards the living. If a person had been just as nice and kind as a living person, they had to take these qualities with them. And - wouldn't the dead want to know more about the goings on in the living world? She was convinced that her aunt Wraen must miss her mom terribly or that grandma Finley would want to know, whether the young Blackthorns lived up to their grand family name?

"Is Mr Dreadfather a friendly fellow?" Dwin asked next, when Ash Paw mentioned talking to the demon man himself. "Would his Dark Excellency agree to answer my questions?"