ID: 1a. The Guide jerks into frame, snatching up the corded earpiece of an old fashioned phone and leaning in to shout frantically into the attached mouthpiece, "Nadja?!" On the other side of the panel, split by a jagged line, Laszlo holds the receiver of a corded analog phone up to his ear and casually checks his nails, answering, "Fraid not, darling. We just need to pick the marvelous rat maze of your brain for information on your spooky little secretaries." Behind him, ghost Guillermo hovers nervously, scraps of black shadow swirling around his glow. 1b. The Guide deflates, now looking slightly irritated, and asks "The wraiths? What about them?" Laszlo gestures loosely with his free hand and replies, "I was wondering how exactly one is made; I was reading an excerpt in 'An Un-Erotic G-' The Guide interrupts with "'Guide to the Undead'? Oh, yeah, that book is crap." Laszlo prompts, "Crap full of gaps, if you'll care to fill them for me?" Guillermo gets increasingly fidgety and impatient behind him. 1c. The Guide explains, appearing to keep a count on her free hand, "Well, like other ghosts, they die. If they have any unresolved business, they cannot move on to whatever afterlife they prescribe to, etc. etc. They are compelled to cause torment to those who tormented them in life, and in their presence are overcome by powerful emotions like hate or resentment or l-" Guillermo jerks forward into Laszlo's space to interject, his hand going right through Laszlo's elbow. "But what's the trigger?! Why do some spirits become wraiths and some don't?!" Laszlo glares at him and frowns deeply, leaning away.ALT
2a. The Guide suddenly brightens, smiling, free hand curling up daintily. She says, "Oh, hello, Guillermo! I am glad to hear you are safe and sound. Now, don't forget to register your title with the council. There's a lot of new openings right now, so lucky you! Your first year's dues-" Guillermo interrupts her again, shouting, "Stay on task, please!!" and flapping his hand impatiently through Laszlo's arm. Laszlo screws his face up uncomfortably at the noise, leaning as far away as he can, and turns the receiver outward so Guillermo can speak into it directly. 2b. The Guide grimaces, surprised by the outburst, and holds up a hand defensively. "Okay, okay, jeez. I do not understand how this can be so pressing. A spirit is just a reflection of one's state of being! Normally, a wraith is a wraith because something has severed the body's connection to the soul, like a deal with a demon or a haunted organ transplant or witchcraft..." Laszlo and Guillermo freeze and glance at each other in realization. /end IDALT

Infodumps, nonsensicals, and foreshadows from the Guide!! Also I originally had cobwebs all over her in the first panel sketch but I forgot to add them back lol

My Familiar’s Ghost part 21

Masterpost

(ID in alt and under cut)

ID: 1a. The Guide jerks into frame, snatching up the corded earpiece of an old fashioned phone and leaning in to shout frantically into the attached mouthpiece, “Nadja?!” On the other side of the panel, split by a jagged line, Laszlo holds the receiver of a corded analog phone up to his ear and casually checks his nails, answering, “Fraid not, darling. We just need to pick the marvelous rat maze of your brain for information on your spooky little secretaries.” Behind him, ghost Guillermo hovers nervously, scraps of black shadow swirling around his glow. 1b. The Guide deflates, now looking slightly irritated, and asks “The wraiths? What about them?” Laszlo gestures loosely with his free hand and replies, “I was wondering how exactly one is made; I was reading an excerpt in ‘An Un-Erotic G-’ The Guide interrupts with ”'Guide to the Undead’? Oh, yeah, that book is crap.“ Laszlo prompts, "Crap full of gaps, if you’ll care to fill them for me?” Guillermo gets increasingly fidgety and impatient behind him. 1c. The Guide explains, appearing to keep a count on her free hand, “Well, like other ghosts, they die. If they have any unresolved business, they cannot move on to whatever afterlife they prescribe to, etc. etc. They are compelled to cause torment to those who tormented them in life, and in their presence are overcome by powerful emotions like hate or resentment or l-” Guillermo jerks forward into Laszlo’s space to interject, his hand going right through Laszlo’s elbow. “But what’s the trigger?! Why do some spirits become wraiths and some don’t?!” Laszlo glares at him and frowns deeply, leaning away.

2a. The Guide suddenly brightens, smiling, free hand curling up daintily. She says, “Oh, hello, Guillermo! I am glad to hear you are safe and sound. Now, don’t forget to register your title with the council. There’s a lot of new openings right now, so lucky you! Your first year’s dues-” Guillermo interrupts her again, shouting, “Stay on task, please!!” and flapping his hand impatiently through Laszlo’s arm. Laszlo screws his face up uncomfortably at the noise, leaning as far away as he can, and turns the receiver outward so Guillermo can speak into it directly. 2b. The Guide grimaces, surprised by the outburst, and holds up a hand defensively. “Okay, okay, jeez. I do not understand how this can be so pressing. A spirit is just a reflection of one’s state of being! Normally, a wraith is a wraith because something has severed the body’s connection to the soul, like a deal with a demon or a haunted organ transplant or witchcraft…” Laszlo and Guillermo freeze and glance at each other in realization. /end ID