As societies crumbled beneath the ghostly invasion, many sought refuge in hospitals, desperately searching for their loved ones. Thus, what had once been sources of hope turned into sinkholes of madness and horror, as the Umbra storms relentlessly eroded what makes us human.

Whether you seek to hunt demonic Easter eggs, or to pursue the contrition of your soul at the very edge of darkness, Night Council Studio wishes you a most splendid Easter break!

The masters of the Night Council remind all candidates that there is no finer way to enter the darkness than with the Steam Spring Sale. But hurry - the gates close today!

Under the merciless stare of the Maesters, gathered beneath the stars that mesmerized Hermes, the initiates try to decipher what is unfolding below through glimpses from above. This worked, after a fashion, as calamity expands across the axes of reality.

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Many were those who had attempted to reforge the Corona Radiata before. It is not merely a matter of blood and sacrifice - it demands a degree of corruption of the soul that no sane human would ever willingly court.

As the apparent supernatural invasion of the world unfolded, many turned to religion and to every imaginable form of spirituality, offering prayers and pledges. The answer? The Umbras continued to sweep aside people and nations as beasts might swat at small, irritating flies.

The Watchful Angel offered many rooms and spaces for study and discovery. Dilettantes were not welcome here, for within these walls they were neither alone nor safe.

Many gathered around the fireplace to speak of what was unfolding across the world - of those ghostly entities invading squares and hospitals, prisons… and even the sanctity of your own living room.