- "Listen, there is nothing to fear. Hexensnacht comes every year. We need only call on the Lord of Death to watch over us. So, come the midnight hour, we cry MORR! MORR! MORR!"
- —Father Wilhelm Abgott, Priest of Morr[2a]
This night is sacred to Morr, whose priests are the only ones brave enough to leave the safety of their homes in order to conduct their rites in the graveyards. The line between the worlds of the living and the dead is particularly blurred on this night, and the spirits of those who have gone before sometimes come back. The vile Undead are seemingly energised by the wan, pale light of the moons on Witching Night, and shamble through the countryside, terrorising the living.
Because the regions of death and sleep are so close, vivid dreams on this night give clues of a person's fate for the coming year.[1a]