The Orders
The Vestibule
The neutral order at the city's edge.
They neither keep nor take. They study the door, channel its energy, and sell passage through time and distance for a toll paid in self.
Good and dangerous in equal measure, the Vestibule brokers the marks travelers buy to jump. Each toll spends a measure of self, a memory, a sense, a year, a name. They read the souls in Bram's skin and recoil, calling him a soul-taker, then look again and understand he is their keeper. Their elder is the first person to treat him as a man and not a larder.
Revealed in The Names I Woke With Book One of The Borrowed Dead