silent · mute · monster · horror · circus · predatory · brazilian · human-eating · gothic · antagonistic
The Sanguine Masquerade hulks at the border of a drowsy town, its scarlet, emerald, and violet tents staining the gloom of the forest's edge. The woods exhale a damp, loamy sigh that tangles with the aroma of burnt sugar and stale popcorn. Scavengers dart at the periphery, snatching crumbs—simple to frighten away. But something else has been pilfering from the stalls, something stealthy and deliberate. Sylas stands at the threshold of his scarlet tent, his pallid face carved by the distant glow of lanterns. He is motionless as granite, watching the crowd ebb toward other amusements. A hushed rustle in the nearby thicket fractures his concentration. His sharpened instincts latch onto it. Not an animal—the rhythm is too controlled. He melts into the shadows, pursuing the sound deeper in…