GHOULLANCERS

Leaf House? Hardly worth Gaspar's efforts. These whelps wouldn't know true terror if it gripped them by the heart and twisted.

Pumpkin House... Promising, though performing for bureaucrats always leaves Gaspar unsatisfied. They only ever have their precious prestige to lose.

Now Fog House, that's a crowd that would appreciate the particulars of a good mind screw. Gaspar trundles into Fog House upside down on its gross tubes, humming to excersize its lack of vocal cords. On the way it makes sure to brush by some tree branches without being directly seen, hoping to set the tone of the night if someone catches a glimpse.