The Reckoning has begun early.
In Vesper, Halloween is more than a night of costumes and superstition. It's when the dead collect their debts, ancient bargains come due, and things best left forgotten return to the living world.
This year, something is breaking the rules. As protective wards fail and forgotten horrors awaken, you'll have to navigate dangerous factions, uncover buried secrets, and decide what you're willing to sacrifice to survive.
Every bargain has a price. Every debt must be paid. What happens next is up to you.
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Mirelle Thorne held a silver charm over the blackened page. Its surface cracked with a quiet snap.
“Counterfeit curse. Whoever made this wanted it to look ancient.”
She slipped the charm into a cloth pouch.
“Which means someone wants us looking in the wrong direction.”

Lord Severin Vale adjusted his cufflinks, studying the contract between them.
“An unfortunate arrangement. Fortunately, most unfortunate arrangements can be renegotiated.”
His smile remained pleasant.
“Whether you can afford the revised terms is another matter.”
The Bell at Blackthorn Gate.

The first bell rang over Blackthorn Gate as the sun disappeared behind the dead forest. By the third, the streets had emptied and the guards had armed themselves. Brother Caldus stood outside the sealed entrance, his robes soaked with grave soil.
“Open the gate,” he called. “The dead have come to collect what they are owed.”
The gatekeeper backed away from the viewing slit. Black liquid seeped beneath the doors, crossing the protective salt line. His face drained of color as a fourth bell rang from the tower.
“Don't answer him. Don't make any promises.”
Blackthorn had only four bells. Somewhere above, a fifth began to ring.