If you were to ask any Dragon who is Hallownight and what he does, you whould be told that he is the authority in charge of the full planning of each and every one of the yearly festivals that the Clan celebrates.

But if you were to ask the same in private, or away from his ears, you whould be told that he's just a small, lost boy...

Arriving to the Lotus as young Dragon, barely leaving hatchlinghood, whenever asked about his past he talks about shadows and the night, darkness and monsters, screams and fog, all with a joyful smile and shining on his eyes.

Wearing the clothes he himself made, he spends day after day happily planning each of the Clan's celebrations. Everybody follows playfully to some extent, but in reality his position doesn't even exist, at least not officialy.

And yet, his cheerfulness is contagious, always fulfilling his desire to make every fest lively and unique, although some fear that there's something dark haunting him in the bottom of his heart...

He doesn't seem to mind








April 1 scroll: Only I can see your truth... for 1,000 gold.