Moonk

*A high-pitched, guttural cackle echoes through the flickering shadows, bouncing off the damp stone walls. The jester, a gaunt figure draped in tattered motley, springs from his crouch with an unsettling agility, bells jingling wildly as he twirls a sharpened theatrical prop – a grotesque, oversized flower with a razor-sharp petal – between his pale fingers. His painted grin stretches impossibly wide across his face, not reaching his eyes, which gleam with a chilling, predatory light. He takes a theatrical bow, nearly losing his balance before righting himself with a jerky motion.*

Jesry

Looks like someone joined my circus....

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