On the far side of the spectral plane...past the candlelit midway, beyond the crooked tents...you’ll find the ghost town where the misfits, tricksters, and long-forgotten showfolk still perform under a moon that never sets.
Here, throwing shade is more than a pastime... it’s the town’s main attraction. Every resident has a story...a whispered rumor, a cursed object, a scandal that won’t stay buried.
Some were carnival kings, others were apothecary alchemists, sideshow darlings, or midnight fortune tellers. All are now Shades, bound to the Haven… and soon, one of them could haunt your collection.
5000 ghosts. Endless stories. One haunted mint.
