[h3][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5265185]Eastern Yharnam, Hunter's clinic, back room[/url][/h3]
Though the Messengers did indeed retreat upon Morgraine attempting to remove them, she found that her hand met none of the expected resistance upon supposedly colliding with the little creatures, but rather passed through them as if they were but air. Similarly she might have realized that though some of the Messengers appeared to be awkwardly groping or even trying to climb on top of her, she felt no weight or touch from their presence.
One of the Messengers clapped its hands excitedly rather than vanish into the floor, though its applause was bizarrely silent. All around her more Messengers, most of which had been crowding around the other sleeping people in the room prior to her awakening, turned their inhuman and strangely unique-looking faces – no two Messengers seemed entirely alike – towards her, as if staring at her with great interest. Several of them from around the room delved into the floor, like the ones she had just chased away, only for Messengers that looked exactly like them to emerge next to her. They held up their hands toward her or clutched them to their chests, their demeanor strangely affectionate and submissive, almost worshipful.

But a moment later another two Messengers appeared in a clear spot on the floor, but a few feet in front of Morgraine, holding a rolled-up scroll between them as they faced her, clearly trying to get her attention.
[HIDER=If Morgraine approaches those Messengers]
Each Messenger eagerly grabbed one side of the ethereal scroll and, with combined effort, unrolled it and held it up as far as they could for Morgraine to read.

The scroll bore little text, but what was there was written in exquisite calligraphy:
“[I]Fear not the Hunt, Good Hunter.
Beyond the door lies the light of companionship.[/I]”
[/HIDER]