A cold wind blows through the small decrepit graveyard in front of the church. Shutters and other loose neglected ad to the mood of death and decay.
Outside Church, Outside Church
cavalry
mosquito
I am a mosquito. Mostly, I buzz, and annoy mammals whilst spreading disease. As a female, my primary goal is to collect blood for my offspring.
-flies around seeking a meal- Och! Bloody hay. Why are there so many skeeters this time of year? -avoids the swipe and hovers above- McGrammoth! get the bugger, before it drives me mad! -goes for the underside of one of the horses in order to gather blood- I thought as much. Why would a little flying pest such as yourself be hangin' 'round this depressing place? Well the answer to that is simple, I am gathering blood for my offspring. McGrammoth! I swear the bloody thing jest answered me. I must finally be goin'. But of course do you not see where we are? Spirits certainly roam this location. What kind of warped meal would a ghost make, lad? Oh I am not here to make a meal of the ghosts, just the animals that wonder to this area. Well you'll no' be getting mine.