((So, since you want us to be serious and active in the RP, I've decided to make a sort of performance check for this, so you can see how competent of a RPer I am and how much effort I'll put into this!

For context, this is the event that turns into my character's rumor, except this story is how it really happened.))

As Eagle sat atop the tallest building of the small village, he could see it all.

He could see the spirits of the dead chasing the living around, throwing various things at them, and getting into fights with them.

He could see the living trying to resist the spirits, such as a man shielding his children from the arrows a spirit was throwing at them. A young boy punching and kicking through another spirit as he was trying to drown him in the river outside, and two other people trying to stop him as well. A woman, begging and pleading for what looked to be the ghost of her son to stop this, to calm down, to just go home with her and pretend that none of this had ever happened.

He could also see the fresh corpses of the people who had started this whole mess, the soldiers who had managed to slaughter half of the town before being killed themselves. Thankfully, Eagle didn’t see their spirits terrorizing the village as well, but, of course, this wasn’t important.

Right now, Eagle needed to act, to stop all this before more deaths could occur.

And the best way to do that…

Eagle got his flute out of his pocket, and, after pulling up his plague doctor mask a bit to reveal black and white fur, pressed the flute to his mouth.

…Was to play.

Blowing into his flute, Eagle began to play a song, a song that was somber yet hopeful, a song that was bitter yet sweet, a song that was bleak yet inspiring.

He poured all his heart into this song. His music spoke of all his troubles, of all his worries, of all his mistakes.

And yet, it also spoke of a light at the end of the tunnel, that it was okay to be angry and afraid, but in the end, everything was going to be okay, and the spirits, once freed of all their troubles, would live in peace in the afterlife, if they only had the heart to let go of their fear and anger, and move on from it.

The spirits all stopped what they were doing and gathered around Eagle, and, when the song ended, so did their hostility.

Some of the spirits just went immediately to the afterlife after this, but most of them stayed behind for just a moment more, apologizing to and reuniting with their families and helping the living repair the village.

And Eagle was right there along with them, quelling hostilities even more and helping heal the sick as well further helping the spirits move on.

Someone has to do it, after all.