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"The bond between a Hallowbat and its rider is interwoven into the culture of the Glassfolk. They build their cities atop empty caverns for their bats to roost, and the iconography of wings and talons can be found woven into silk, chisseled into their architecture, and forged into their steel.  But, what of those who refuse this bond? Of those pale beasts drained of colour? Of those willing to kill their own shadow?

There are rumours of course, of grand manor houses high above the crystal canopy. Lavish balls and silent masquerades, glowing figures gliding between the trees on stolen wings, hiding from the shadow. If you find yourself in the Stainglass forest at the break of dawn, listen carefully to the crunch of crystal underfoot. You never know what might be following, eyeing the blush in your cheeks. "

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In reference to unfounded rumours of the unseen vampire community among the Forest of Glass, from "Lands of the South, Vol IV". 

(I also did a sketch of her fullbody a while ago, you can check that out here!) 

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