The Chronicler Ghost Figurine - Emery

Awarded Entity Number - AK1134-CE

Chosen 17th of July, in the Year of Quiet Hauntings.

Placed into Custodianship in the New World.

Emery is a quiet and historic little Chronicler, notable for being the first of his kind to emerge from the Ghost Production Unit.

Though solemn in appearance, Emery holds a special place amongst the Merchants, representing a new chapter in the careful documentation and creation of ghosts. He is the first Chronicler to take form in this way, carrying with him the significance of an early record, a first experiment, and a promise of what is still to come.

Despite his unusual beginning, Emery’s nature is true to the Chroniclers: thoughtful, steady, and deeply devoted to the preservation of ghostly histories. He is well suited to a custodian who values not only quiet companionship, but also the sense of keeping a meaningful part of the Merchants’ unfolding story.

Like all Chroniclers, Emery is intended for homes that appreciate old-world atmosphere, careful craftsmanship, and the feeling of a ghost whose existence has been faithfully recorded.

The Chroniclers are quiet, bookish ghost figurines who haunt shelves instead of corridors. These little ghosts cherish peace & quiet

They are found where it is quiet. Where paper is old and spines are worn and the dust has settled undisturbed for longer than anyone can remember. They ask only for peace, for order, and for the particular satisfaction of a record correctly kept.

They do not haunt. They document.

Each Chronicler arrives with a task already in mind. Perhaps a ledger to complete or a shelf to organise. They are patient, thorough, and have strong opinions about filing systems that they will not be discussing with you.

They have been here longer than you know.

They will be here long after.

Emery the ghost figurine stands at 9 cm in height.

This ghost figurine is crafted through precision 3D printing.

Every piece is then airbrushed and detailed by hand, giving it the same shadowed eyes and inky tears as their hand poured siblings. This delivers the same emotion, the same murmur of old grief, carried in a new vessel.