Nocturne Clown

Travelers whisper that the first Nocturne Clown was a comic hired to entertain a starving road crew during a brutal winter. When the crowd laughed at the wrong corpse and applauded at the wrong scream, something in the dark learned how easy it was to turn mirth into cruelty. Now the clown appears where roads go empty and audiences are smallest, because it hates silence almost as much as it hates being ignored.