when i was camping this past summer one night there was this person of indeterminate gender wandering around the campgrounds in a full medieval plague doctor getup. mask, beautifully tailored scholars cloak and doublet, breeches, boots, gloves, etc. every time they took a step they swung their cane, which hit against something hanging from their belt and made a soft ringing noise
i’m like 90% that was one of the fae tbh
Just a “pissed off” cousin of mine trying to work through his psychological damage over the plague. I got mine out ages ago in much the same way. Pranks help.
Not you obviously, but us. They help us.
if u see them tell them their clothing is rad i was a bit too drunk to approach at the time
It’s likely a good thing you didn’t.