TillForPie
First Post
Faye has alarm written on her face. "Knew we'd be here?" She casts the beam of her flashlight into the darkness around the group, spooked by mention of a trap. "Who?"
Meanwhile Harper is refining his imago as he prepares to cast his first spell of the night. In one moment he's looking at the others and the trailer and in the next he feels a curtain pull away from his eyes.
[sblock=Spirit Tongue]For several seconds Harper wonders if his spell has failed. Nothing on the trailer - nothing but darkness. Darkness he can't banish with his flashlight. And it's moving, coiling around the trailer like a snake.
The spirit is a cloud of ink, churning turbulently. Harper has only seen a few spirits since his awakening and they've all been different, their shapes and behaviors determined by their natures. He doesn't know for sure what this is, but he can hazard a guess: Fear given form.
Harper can feel it noticing his attention and it begins to pull itself down the side of the trailer with a pair of black, skeletal arms, each jerky motion accompanied by the loud plucking of a violin's strings. It drops from the trailer when it nears the bottom and slinks along the ground, the tense music of its movements growing louder as it comes closer. Harper follows the creature with his flashlight until it passes out of sight behind a patch of thick vegetation, the continuing pizzicato the only sign of its presence. He keeps his flashlight pointed at where he last saw the spirit. It's keeping out of sight now that it knows it's being observed but he knows it's still there.
Whatever it's doing here, Harper knows it can't have been here long. Spirits don't belong in the physical world and only a few of them (like his familiar) can manage it for extended periods. Hell, most have no way of crossing from one world to the other to begin with. His best guess is that it's been here a very short time and without a source of energy it'll dissolve away into nothing before long. Based on the way it had attached itself to the trailer it might have been trying to feed from it, absorbing any lingering terror left behind by whatever happened here.[/sblock]None can see what Harper sees - they can only watch while he follows something away from the trailer with his flashlight.
Law sees the twilight static drift away from the trailer toward a patch of nearby bushes and Agnasci can detect the consciousness moving away.
Meanwhile Harper is refining his imago as he prepares to cast his first spell of the night. In one moment he's looking at the others and the trailer and in the next he feels a curtain pull away from his eyes.
[sblock=Spirit Tongue]For several seconds Harper wonders if his spell has failed. Nothing on the trailer - nothing but darkness. Darkness he can't banish with his flashlight. And it's moving, coiling around the trailer like a snake.
The spirit is a cloud of ink, churning turbulently. Harper has only seen a few spirits since his awakening and they've all been different, their shapes and behaviors determined by their natures. He doesn't know for sure what this is, but he can hazard a guess: Fear given form.
Harper can feel it noticing his attention and it begins to pull itself down the side of the trailer with a pair of black, skeletal arms, each jerky motion accompanied by the loud plucking of a violin's strings. It drops from the trailer when it nears the bottom and slinks along the ground, the tense music of its movements growing louder as it comes closer. Harper follows the creature with his flashlight until it passes out of sight behind a patch of thick vegetation, the continuing pizzicato the only sign of its presence. He keeps his flashlight pointed at where he last saw the spirit. It's keeping out of sight now that it knows it's being observed but he knows it's still there.
Whatever it's doing here, Harper knows it can't have been here long. Spirits don't belong in the physical world and only a few of them (like his familiar) can manage it for extended periods. Hell, most have no way of crossing from one world to the other to begin with. His best guess is that it's been here a very short time and without a source of energy it'll dissolve away into nothing before long. Based on the way it had attached itself to the trailer it might have been trying to feed from it, absorbing any lingering terror left behind by whatever happened here.[/sblock]None can see what Harper sees - they can only watch while he follows something away from the trailer with his flashlight.
Law sees the twilight static drift away from the trailer toward a patch of nearby bushes and Agnasci can detect the consciousness moving away.