October 2025 Teaser

The barrier between life and death has never felt so thin. As Tyr enters the waning days of this month, one which some called cursed, yet others call enlightened, the stars align in unfamiliar patterns, and the air hums with the soft, electric pulse of the unseen.

The boundary separating the living from the spirit world quivers like glass under strain. Wisps of forgotten souls drift through cracks in the veil — fragments of the lost and the waiting. Some wander, seeking warmth and memory; others come with purpose, drawn by echoes of unfinished oaths. For a fleeting time, the two realms touch, and the dead are not as far as they once were.

Across Tyr, strange phenomena mark the breach — candles guttering to unseen winds, reflections that whisper back, and dreams that are not one’s own. Those attuned to the Astral currents speak of a call reverberating through the spirit world, a beacon of resurrection burning like a silver flame in the dark. It promises restoration — but such light never comes without shadow. For where one soul is offered return, others must guard the balance.

In forgotten crypts and hollowed graves, the guardians stir. Bound in ancient oaths by an Overlord’s command, they were tasked to watch over a single prisoner — a spirit too dangerous, or too precious, to be freed. They do not remember why they serve, only that they must. Their forms are fractured: faces lost to dust, memories drowned in centuries of silence. Yet their purpose endures, carved into their essence like runes on bone.

Those who would brave the coming nights will find themselves walking the narrow edge between salvation and damnation. But bewa

re — the veil is thin, and what passes through it may not wish to return. The spirits of Tyr remember more than the living ever knew… and they are listening, waiting, and watching you...