[h3]Going outside the Hunter's Clinic, in the outskirts of Yharnam[/h3]
Snapping his fingers at the lantern, mundane though the action might have seemed, would immediately and starkly bear results that would strike Farren as far out of the ordinary. The snap of his fingers was accompanied by a muffled sound like the someone striking a large bell, producing a low-pitched quiet tone as his hand was wrapped in pale-blue fire for just an instant. He felt no heat from the flames, but did feel a palpable tremor go through his body, as if every cell in his skin and muscles was vibrating in response to what he had just done.
Simultaneous to the flame sprouting around Farren's hand, a matching dim pale-blue light flared to life inside the lantern, bathing a small area around the post in ephemeral light. At the foot of the lantern-post the first Messenger was quickly joined by another two, and all three of them seemed to be quietly celebrating the lighting of the lantern.

Heading outside, Farren would get his first good look at where they actually were. The clinic they had awoken in – a squat, wide and plain building without windows and only the one door – sat at the end of a long cobbled path. To the left, which the setting sun would tell him was west, stood a long line of obviously newly erected and almost identical residential buildings, with the end of one dwelling sharing a wall with the start of the next, and with the row seemingly continuing as far as the road itself. Even though these residential buildings had windows there was no light in any of them, giving the impression that this part of the city was mostly unpopulated at the moment.
To his right, to the east, he would discover that what had looked like a road from the inside was actually a plateau, with the ground itself ending just a meter or so from the easternmost end of the clinic at a ledge with a metal handrail. Past it he would be able to see the landscape stretching out in the distance, with the city of Yharnam giving way to the mountains and forests of the east, where the rest of the outside world lay still and silent in the final rays of the sun. It would be difficult to discern just how high the plateau was without going to the edge and looking down, but he would be able to tell that they were quite high above what lay beyond the ledge.
As he closed the door and deposited his unconscious cargo, Farren would most likely also notice a rather conspicuous presence immediately outside the door and to the right: a large brass censer, fully stocked with unlit incense.

Moving ahead to meet the newcomer, Farren would find that the White Church Hunter slowed their gait as he approached and assumed a more wary stance. As he got closer, Farren would be able to tell that the Hunter was male; a large, powerfully built man that looked to stand a little taller than Farren himself, with long chestnut facial hair that was arranged into 15 cm braids – one braid for either side of his mustache and one for his chin – and was indeed wearing [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/bloodborne/images/4/4d/White_Church_Set_%28male%29.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170511223833]the garb of the White Church[/url]. Quite noticeably, the whites, blacks and grays of the garb was rather disturbed by a sizable red stain on his chest and stomach, which looked a lot as though he had been stabbed in the chest and bled quite heavily. There were also bloodstains on his right shoulder and his left thigh, where the cloth had also been torn. Despite all of this, the Hunter did not move as if impaired at all.
Having spent time at the Black Church Workshop, Farren would likely not have much trouble identifying the Hunter's equipment. The hefty firearm in his left hand was a [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/bloodborne/images/8/84/Hunter_Blunderbuss.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170606121627]blunderbuss[/url], and while the silver small sword in his right hand could technically belong to one of several trick weapons, the enormous blade-scabbard on the man's back made it clear that it was part of a [url=https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/bloodborne/images/e/e2/Ludwig%27s_Holy_Blade.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20170606124227]Holy Blade[/url].

“Just my luck,” the Hunter grumbled under his breath, grimacing as he walked closer, though he kept a cautious distance of a couple of meters, still hesitant to get too near Farren. He sniffed deeply and loudly a couple of times in Farren's direction. Farren, too, might be able to catch the easily recognizable scent of a Hunter off the newcomer. “You [I]are[/I] a Hunter. Rats... [I]fine[/I], I guess I have to help. To the door; we'll hit them as they exit.”