"The typical legend is that they are reanimated dead with drink blood to remain reanimated," Bee explained, thoughtfully. "And I'm a martyr as tradition. We honor the dead. And yes, this is funeral attire, though I am missing the wooden cross to hold over my chest."
He gestured a little to himself, smiling and clasped both hands over the handle of his fiddle-case, holding it in front of him. "Though, from what I understand from our history classes, this is what Halloween used to be celebrated as, before the wars."