Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170621183025/@comment-26854056-20170801191950

He let himself watch the guiding men hover throughout the vicinity, passing out gifts of weaponry's and food towards the weary travellers. A seemingly young one hovered towards him, it's hand outstretched in order to give an offering of a rosary necklace from its palm, with a dirty blonde undercut barely visible from underneath its hood. Once upon a time, this spirit was a young woman, presumably

What startled him the most wasn't that the spirit had come up to the group up front, which was unlike them due to their timid natures, but the stark white, french cut gloves that were trimmed with Finch feathers along the wrist. A pair of accessories whose unique trait of an exact species of bird feather that were only given to high ranking officials of the Treolark clan, who were infamous for only being named after fucking birds.

Oh isn't Everett going to get a bloody hoot from not being able to escape his annoying boss even in death.

Elijah smiled gratefully at the guiding man. Trying to hide his unease, as he scanned the other spirits around them, clutching the given necklace. One had barely visible fiery red hair and green eyes underneath that hood, with violent tire marks staining the bottom of its cloak. Another was what seemed to be a tall child with the same, almost startlingly similar, traits as its predecessor with a bullet wound that seared in between its shoulder blades. It trailed after the adult spirit into the infirmary, the gloved woman continuing to give out her platter of rosaries to the group, only to stop once she caught sight of the German, hurriedly running up to him in a peculiar display to emotion as she wailed in despair.

Even after they were dead, they retained some kind of identity to them, but it was washed out like a banner whose colours have been faded with the rain. To Elijah, it was still unsettling to even recognise Mexican

The Mexican sighed, letting the situation sink in as he huddled closer to the fire, warming his hands against the burning flame.