"It is a party for the ages, an ancient obligation. We agreed to it long ago. Once in the course of a fallen city, we offer a chance to die. To truly die, as one would above."
The streets are crowded with dusty bandages. Foot traffic has slowed to a crawl. Tomb-colonists flock to London in advance of their one, last dance: the Totentanz. Hunt down its lost instruments and learn its deadly choreography. Help the Withered Celebrant throw a revel bathed in moonlight. Appease an ancient power that claims to hold even the Masters to account. Will you dance the true steps of death?