Lux

There is a mansion in the woods. It must have once been something to behold, but now grass and weeds creep unkept at the edges of the cracked, worn pavement, and dark vines spider across its weathered exterior. If not for the lights that occasionally flicker in its windows, one would think it completely abandoned. Though even with the lights, it is not exactly welcoming. But the gates are locked by more than metal and thorns. So, for those already behind them, it would seem there is nowhere to go but in.

Lux doesn't know who they are or what they're doing here or why their body seems to be made out of fabric (though, that part seems strangely normal to them). All they know is that their name is Lux, and that they would honestly like to get out of this mansion. Unfortunately, it appears that someone has other plans.

The denizens of the mansion are a peculiar bunch (not that Lux can throw any stones). Most of them are clearly not dragons, or not like any regular dragon, at least. And most of them don't seem to take kindly to tiny amnesiacs wandering around their home.

They aren't all unfriendly faces, however, as Lux learned when they ran into a similarly-sized pumpkin-like Nocturne calling themself Jack, who also claims to have no memory.




they probably look more like a hatchling proportions-wise but lantern tail was a must
also neck bow