Grace

Grace (Ласка Laska) is the current caretaker of the cemetery, after the death of her father. She is a pale and bleary-eyed little girl.

Description
Since early childhood, she's talked to the dead more than the living. This greatly impacted her psyche, with many citizens believing that she cares more for the deceased than those who are alive. However, Capella claims that Grace is just lonely. She has been addicted to twyrine since she was young and shows a great reliance on the substance.

She speaks to the graves constantly, sitting around them and singing songs. Grace is musical, but does not play any instrument—she sings beautifully but haltingly. When night falls, she brings the dead gifts that they enjoy: flowers, typewriters, or even cakes. Since she has lived in the cemetery her entire life, she shows an apathy towards the concept of death. She even views the outbreak of the Plague with disinterest, only planning on how to best plan new graves.

Background
Since childhood Grace has been accustomed to two things: the dead and twyrine. Her father, a cemetery caretaker, watered the graves with milk and sugar, while her mother swept the gravestones with her hair. Grace's father abused twyrine, forcing both his wife and young daughter to also drink. It is said that this led to his death, and to the current state of his daughter.

As Grace has been accustomed to caring for the graves since she was young, she chose to continue her father's work after he passed on.

Future
"My path was called the Burden of the Living. I... I just wanted to take care of those who are leaving us behind."

- Day 12 Following the "Termite Ending", Capella states that Grace will become one of the rulers of the town, continuing to manage the burial of the dead. She will help Capella "close the lines in the circle".

She will become known as the Beige Mistress.

Portrait Quotes
"She speaks to the dead. Sometimes you can find her sitting by a grave and humming a lullaby. She offers them gifts too, quite unusual sometimes: typewriter carriages, say, of birthday cakes with candles lit. She obviously has a great affinity for music, but plays no instruments. Her singing is enchanting but raspy, as if she was short of breath."

- Katerina Saburova's take on her "Grace is nuts, plain and simple. You can easily recognize her by the breath; she inhales deeply, loudly, and... hoarsely, as though it's hard for her to take air in or as though she was about to break into tears. Her breath is fresh though, clean, even sweet-scented somewhat. That is actually rather uncanny considering her line of trade. And she talks to me as though I were dead too."

- Aspity's take on her