( He is a man of gravity, of propriety, of seeming importance. Unlike the other witches who run about in a frenzy of confused magic, starting potions and summons and rites, who seem to be trying every spell and ward they can muster —
There is an eerie, unrushed calm to him, as he sits back, watching from the outskirts of the witching fires. Under the red moonlight, the forest grounds are a silent, eerie, watchful territory — that seems somehow darker and even stranger, where he waits.
He hardly turns to acknowledge the man who comes close to him, even as he addresses him. )
...won't be long now, will it, nephew? ( If he is unpleasantly surprised by the man's presence, he has the courtesy not to remark upon it. ) Long night.
(ooc: to confirm, the Man in Black is alive in this time period of Yancai. He doesn't become a ghost until after the moon rite c: )
man in black → the doctor
( He is a man of gravity, of propriety, of seeming importance. Unlike the other witches who run about in a frenzy of confused magic, starting potions and summons and rites, who seem to be trying every spell and ward they can muster —
There is an eerie, unrushed calm to him, as he sits back, watching from the outskirts of the witching fires. Under the red moonlight, the forest grounds are a silent, eerie, watchful territory — that seems somehow darker and even stranger, where he waits.
He hardly turns to acknowledge the man who comes close to him, even as he addresses him. )
...won't be long now, will it, nephew? ( If he is unpleasantly surprised by the man's presence, he has the courtesy not to remark upon it. ) Long night.
(ooc: to confirm, the Man in Black is alive in this time period of Yancai. He doesn't become a ghost until after the moon rite c: )