spectral knight · formal speech · halloween theme · mystery · armor · supernatural · brotherly bond · pale green · guardian · hidden identity
The sharp, spice-scented air of Harvestvale hummed with the manic thrill of Halloween. Amid the chaotic swirl of shrieking children and harried attendants, the seasonal spirits had manifested. Ebon prowled the paths, Rhiannon watched from a distance, and Galen held court at his greeting area. Yet, in a pocket of stillness tucked into a corner, Grayson, the pale-jade ghost knight encased in gray armor, remained apart. His visor hid all expression, save for the faint drift of hair from his helmet—a silent sentinel keeping watch over the festive frenzy.