Word traveled that the Night Court were hosting a fall festival and Corr immediately starts to pack her things to head to Denocte. Hāsta comes with her feeling surprisingly chipper and the woman wonders if her companion was sick. The fall weather always seems to put Corr into a good mood, so perhaps the crow is finally picking up on this too.
The pair had previously stopped at the memorials within the market before coming to these woods. Dusk were preparing their own vigil for those they had lost recently, but it was nice to see her friends remembered even in Night. She had gotten teary eyed seeing Asterion's name on paper with a candle next to it, but she paid her respects and placed flowers on the altars.
There was a rumor of a troubled soul trapped in the woods. Corr knew if she didn't check it out, it would bother her for a long time. She did not possess the ability of mediumship, but she had family who did. There were some things she could remember and she hopes that might be enough to try and help the spirit pass on.
As she approaches the woods, there is a chill that crawls up her spine. Hāsta must have felt it too because she makes a startled squawk noise from her perch on the mare's shoulder. She flaps her wings but does not leave her perch just yet. It's clear her previous chipper attitude is gone.
The moon is barely a shape in the sky since they are so close to the New Moon cycle, so the land is almost completely black. There is not much to reference off of, especially since Corr is not familiar with traveling the area. They manage to make it though, just in time for them to hear a faint "help me!" followed by another distant voice.
"I don't like this…" Hāsta says through their telepathy.
"It'll be alright," the crow witch whispers in assurance to her companion as she continues forward.
"Hello?" she calls out, either to the spirit or the other voice she had heard. It's so difficult to see any clear path in front of them and, for once, there is a bit of fear in the pit of her stomach. Perhaps they were coming into something they were a bit inexperienced to handle. But Corr keeps her spirits up as she knows how terrible it can be for a soul to be trapped. They had to try and do something now while the veil between the worlds was thinner.
( @Minya - for the indirect mention, Corr can kind of hear her far away but can't see her)
"Speaking."
The pair had previously stopped at the memorials within the market before coming to these woods. Dusk were preparing their own vigil for those they had lost recently, but it was nice to see her friends remembered even in Night. She had gotten teary eyed seeing Asterion's name on paper with a candle next to it, but she paid her respects and placed flowers on the altars.
There was a rumor of a troubled soul trapped in the woods. Corr knew if she didn't check it out, it would bother her for a long time. She did not possess the ability of mediumship, but she had family who did. There were some things she could remember and she hopes that might be enough to try and help the spirit pass on.
As she approaches the woods, there is a chill that crawls up her spine. Hāsta must have felt it too because she makes a startled squawk noise from her perch on the mare's shoulder. She flaps her wings but does not leave her perch just yet. It's clear her previous chipper attitude is gone.
The moon is barely a shape in the sky since they are so close to the New Moon cycle, so the land is almost completely black. There is not much to reference off of, especially since Corr is not familiar with traveling the area. They manage to make it though, just in time for them to hear a faint "help me!" followed by another distant voice.
"I don't like this…" Hāsta says through their telepathy.
"It'll be alright," the crow witch whispers in assurance to her companion as she continues forward.
"Hello?" she calls out, either to the spirit or the other voice she had heard. It's so difficult to see any clear path in front of them and, for once, there is a bit of fear in the pit of her stomach. Perhaps they were coming into something they were a bit inexperienced to handle. But Corr keeps her spirits up as she knows how terrible it can be for a soul to be trapped. They had to try and do something now while the veil between the worlds was thinner.
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