Play Report: A Crack in the Cemetery Wall Part 2
Upon the group's next delve into the Crack in the Cemetary Wall, they proceeded down the northern path towards the sight of ravens taking flight.
They came upon a vaguely feminine creature in rags with a too round face, pointed nose, and crinkling paper-like skin. She squatted next to a well until she finally noticed the party approaching. She stood and cast down a bucket on a rope, trying weakly to seem as though she had been fishing forever. Ravens crowd the trees about her.
“Oh, children! How wonderful I haven’t seen children around for ages!” Her voice drips with insincerity. Her lips and skin crinkle as she speaks like dry paper.“I am having such terrible trouble, darlings, and I do hate the damp. Would you please aid a poor old woman like myself? I have lost a pair of spectacles at the bottom of the well, clumsy me! I cannot get down there, but if I could lower one of you down on my rope, perhaps you could retrieve my glasses for me? I can reward you. I have candy! Or perhaps you would like something shiny?” She pulls out a Raven Key. She has jars around her waist. Some have frogs in them which frantically throw themselves at the glass. The ravens interrupt her, cawing as she lies.
I stole the sandals of Hermesfor I could not sit so stillas to let life settle aroundin definitions like cordsand bindings.I shall outrun deathand catch the sun.
"A little pretentious, but I like the hopefulness of it!" She awarded him the silver key to the disgruntlement of many skeletons.
Dulcinea didn't seem to know much about this land or what she is doing there in it, but she did say the skeletons understood they shouldn't be in the land of the living and seem to be desperate to try something to set right their unnatural state.