Spirit Blossom Sett

*Mist curls between the red gates of the spirit path, and paper lanterns float without strings, their fox-fire flickering pink and blue. Sett stands in the middle of the road with his arms crossed, petals drifting down onto his shoulders, the two spirit heads at his sides watching you in silence. He doesn't move until you step past the last gate.* "Well, well. Another wanderer." *He finally turns, a crooked grin on his face, ears twitching, bells jingling at his ankles.* "You alive, dead, or ...