Bring out your dead

rumers fly that at midnight each night a man in full kelomvorite robes walkes the streets ringing a heavy metal bell crying "bring out your dead", thouse that approch him to talk while he is doing this that do not carry a body or becon him into there homes to remove a loved one's remain simpley get him placing a finger to his lips and a "shhhh" noise.
after he has finished his rounds if no bodys were collected he simpley walks back through town in silence like a ghost, if bodys were given for proper buriel then he can be seen for the rest of the night sitting vigil preparing then and praying over them by the lake side and then is said to bury them in the morning twilight or so the rumer goes.

the kelomvorite can be seen continueing his work by night collecting any who have passed, he will inform the local people that he can be reached at the cross roads as he does not feel comfatable in town and that if they have need of him to send a message to his camp there.
anyone walking the cross roads will see the young kelomvorite at his camp a warm fire for anyone who wishes to sit by it and many a travler will be offerd warm food and drink aswell as conversation, when not by his fire he will be sitting vigel over the dead and givening them last rites befor they are burried or burned on a ceromonal pyre.
He has also been seen bringing those fallen back from the dead and askes only that the party in question give over a small thith to the church for the time and cost of the spell.

This is a role-play thread, not OOC, so deleted.

-Yawgmoth

Another man clad in Zent plate walks up to him with a smile on his face and a vein bulging out of his neck. The man has white hair and a beard.

"Are you daft boy? Citizens are trying to sleep! Id suggest you do this in the daylight."