[h3]Industrial Ward, Southeastern Yharnam[/h3]
While Moira and the Black Church Hunters started spreading out and searching for any signs of a beast having come through the area and where it had gone, Farren began his own careful examination of his surroundings. It was more awkward than he might have expected, however, since just standing in one place and visually scanning the area around him turned out to be unfeasible at a certain point due to the mist and the darkness. Once he tried to look at the ground more than four meters away it became difficult to tell details from the contours, and eight meters away the world was completely swallowed by foul-smelling fog. Standing in the middle of the road he could just barely see the faces of the buildings nearest to him at ground level, but anything further away than that – their neighbors to the sides or the roofs above – was impossible to examine from afar.
Thus the initial bit of investigation proved quite unprofitable, as all he managed to do was confirm that the road immediately around him was indeed a road with no traces suggesting that something unusual had come through. As he moved on to the next phase and started walking around, thus shifting the sphere of reality that was perceptible to him, new areas became available for examination while others vanished into the gloom.

Moving between a parked carriage and a small cart, Farren approached the building on one side – a tall, dark-walled factory of some sort – and explored this new area. Quite surprisingly it did not take him long to find something once he got there, though it was not quite what he had expected. Rather than noticeable scuffs, cloth, fur or blood, he instead found feathers. The side of the street here was strewn with several dozen fairly large black feathers. Drawing on his experience, Farren would likely know this to be crow feathers, and that the way they were scattered suggested that the bird had been taken by a predator. The sheer amount of feathers suggested more than one bird, though. And whatever had caught them had either taken them all away somewhere else to eat them, or had eaten them without spilling so much as a single drop of blood.
Looking at the doors and windows, Farren would find that the people of the Industrial Ward had some rather unique decorations... though the way they were deployed made them come across much more as talismans. While each point of entry to a building did have a lit censer, it also had what appeared to be a crow's skull mounted on doors or hanging on a string in windows, each one with the same symbol drawn on its forehead.
Now closer to the buildings, Farren could also finally look up and pierce the mist far enough skyward to see the edge of the roof, only to find that he was being watched, too. Up there he saw a handful of crows – normal sized, flight-capable ones, not the swollen, deformed ones afflicted with the scourge of beasts – perched on the edge, staring at him with black, beady eyes.