A NEW CHAPTER
STIRS ONCE MORE
The tides of Ostora ebb and flow, and now three new tales are taking shape in our mystical realm. While our stage has been quiet, our storytellers have been weaving enchantments that will soon come to life.
Three extraordinary productions are currently in creation, each one promising to push the boundaries of fantasy and reality even further than before.
The veils between worlds thin as Corvus, a mysterious collector from beyond, pursues his escaped wonders through the shadows of 1920s Earth. Nymphs dance with forgotten memories, their flapper disguises barely concealing their otherworldly nature as they navigate speakeasies that pulse with both jazz and ancient magic. Beloved characters from Ostora’s past whisper through the narrative, while creatures from the White Snake’s fate weave new enchantments into this ever-changing tale. Each night, the collection transforms, as reality and fantasy blur within an immersive noir dreamscape where audience and performers alike become part of Corvus’s unfolding hunt.
Untamed Soul
Within a town where memories evaporate like morning mist, a Matador dances between fragments of identity. Is he truly the bullfighter his muscles remember, or merely a soul who dreams in scarlet and gold? His movements tell stories his mind cannot recall, each step a question that echoes through the theater’s dreamlike haze. This haunting dance production guides you through the labyrinth of lost recollections, where every audience member becomes both witness and participant in the Matador’s quest to remember who he truly is—before the town’s forgetfulness claims him completely. The boundary between performer and observer dissolves, leaving only the eternal question: which memories define us when all others fade?
The Charlatan
He stole magic he couldn’t understand and escaped with powers that bend reality itself. Now, Set—the trickster who slipped through Corvus’s grasp—weaves illusions and broken promises through 1920s America, always one whispered word ahead of those who hunt him. His performances seduce with impossible wonders while concealing darker truths beneath every sleight of hand. Mysterious visitors from Ostora punctuate his journey, creatures drawn to his stolen power like moths to dangerous flame. What begins as spectacle soon reveals itself as something far more unsettling—a game where the audience never knows whether they are spectators or pawns in The Charlatan’s grand deception.
