This story starts years ago. It starts in different places, at different time but it starts the same way. Each of you found yourself at the Witchmarket and each of you made a deal with the fey.
The fey are known to ask strange prices for their boons. Gold is never enough, some have given up parts their senses, memories and emotions. But for these prices, wondrous things can be gained. A new body, a noble title, even a great destiny, to name a few.
Even though you made your deals separately, at different times, without knowledge of one another, the price for each was the same. From your deal, you gained something incredible, perhaps even something that allowed you to save the world. And the price for this, well, at the time it probably seemed just a small thing. For all that you gained, you paid only this: one hour.
It has been some time since you made your compact, perhaps you even thought that the fey would never come. But, for immortal beings, the fey never forget to collect what they are owed. Now, the time has come and you will learn just how much it costs to own an hour to the Eldest.