Knock

My dnd characters meet ghosts!

The footpath was rutted, and the fresh season's first heat had dried the soft spring mud, leaving casts on every shoe. The streetlights cast a lovely golden glow over everything. Aware of the implications a twisted ankle would have for the remainder of his voyage, Mairs carefully chose his way over. The number of houses slowly declines, and the road leads to grass then bushes. The gloomy woods resemble chivalrous black knights who have recently emerged from legend. His feet followed a slender strip of exposed dirt through the enormous roots and leaves as the road at his feet faded into the trees' darkness. As he passes, he lets his hands trail against their skin and senses their kind souls. His feet followed a slender strip of exposed dirt through the enormous roots and leaves as the road at his feet faded into the trees' darkness. As he passes, he lets his hands rest on their skin and senses their kind souls. As they reach for the light they will never see, this is the world they live in. '"Just go knock on the door. Oh, what could happen" Mairs mutters under his breath as he stares up, the sight alone gave him the chills.