Issachar's reformation. (private with Random Saiko)

[Dark Hooves]

I guess just hang out and have some fun.

[Randam Saiko]

"Hmmmm...we might as well continue to prepare for the hunt tonight. Best be safe than sorry," he suggested. After which, he got up and headed towards the library. "It's best we bring up a broad range of specters and then utilizing given information, we could narrow down the possible type the target is and bring counter measures," he explained confidently.

[Dark Hooves]

Good idea Saiko.

[Randam Saiko]

After entering through the front doors, he immediately began strolling down the aisles, visiting multiple ones in the non-fiction section. After a few trials and errors, he managed to obtain several hardcover books and sat them down on a table located next to the windows. He slowly read him in silence and turning pages every so often and at the same time, repetitively listed and crossed out types of specters on a sheet of paper.

[Dark Hooves]

Anything yet?

[Randam Saiko]

As he spoke, he continued with his research at the same time, flipping; listing, and crossing. "Well, we can cross out ghouls, poltergeists, undead...." he continued on with the non-possibilities. "Is there anything you can tell me? Any details at all? Appearance? Behavior? Abilities aside from memory theft?"

[Dark Hooves]

The ghost can make the temperature drop at will.

[Randam Saiko]

He multi-tasks, crossing out a few listed possibilities, continuing with his assembly line, "Go on..."

[Dark Hooves]

Also the ghost can possess living things.

[Randam Saiko]

He adds several types onto the list and crosses 2 off. "Keep going..." he prompted as he finished one out his dozens of books on stand by. The "out" pile already had 5 stacked up and he had already flipped through 1/10th of the next book. The list at this point was about 3 pages in length with 12-font hoof writing. The names of crossed out ghosts were in vertical columns of 4 and each page had 16 types per column.

[Dark Hooves]

The ghost didn't show anything else before I had rushed you to safety.

[Randam Saiko]

"I see then," he said closing yet another book and moving onto the next. His assembly line actions continued until the stack of books was emptied. The list he worked on was at 7 pages and over 100 very specific types. All but one combination on letters had been crossed out. "The Winter Mare..." he read aloud. He returned to the purple hard covered book that had contained it. Turning to the designated page, he read the source aloud, "The Winter Mare, a creature featured in Sky Seeker's 'I forget her not.' " He gets up and searches the library for the novel in question. Only after a few minutes, he retrieved the book. "This may take a while," he told Dark Hooves, who had to wait.

[Dark Hooves]

That's fine, the more info we have, the better.

[Randam Saiko]

Hours passed as Saiko silently read the 241 paged novel...

7:41 pm. Nightfall was closing in. The blue skies were being covered by the dusk curtain slowly right as Saiko finished the novel. "The Winter Mare....she is quite an interesting being. I couldn't find much about her except that she's bound to the forest, can devour memories, and sap the temperature from the area. According to the author's accounts, she only appears at night and hates loneliness. He never mentioned any counter measures outside of running away," he elaborated.

[Dark Hooves]

It is almost time, are you ready?

[Randam Saiko]

"Just about, " he replied following Dark Hooves out the door and towards the woods.

[Dark Hooves]

He walks slowly so Saiko can keep up while he has his nose in the book.

[Randam Saiko]

After returning the books he used, he went out the front door with Dark and prompted, "Well, it's dusk. Shall we begin the hunt?" he said with a slight hint of fear yet anxiousness in his tongue.

[Dark Hooves]

Yes, lets.

[Randam Saiko]

The two of them proceed into the forest at which the whole incident originated. The trees were unsettling as the sharp night gusts forced them to tilt and shake with abnormal force. They looked as if each branch and possibly the roots were going to break off and crush them. The once warm night air grew colder with each minute, signaling that the forest is entering into the state as it did last night. The campsite was in a different state than when the two had left it. The tent was punctured with several holes, the equipment and containers were cracked and damaged, every trace of the ghouls was gone, and the campfire was nonexistent. "....Maybe I don't need my memories back..." Saiko whispered, frightened out of his mind. He turned around and began walking out of the forest with haste.