Greetings, Children of the Night.
My master, Vladimir de La Ligne, walked his bar last week and came back with a short, unpleasant list. A prisoner bricked up behind a fresh wall. A television flattering his guests before he had paid for it. Whole words spilling out of their boxes in five tongues. And his cutscenes playing to a silent room, with no music and no voices. No new comforts this time. Just a night of masonry and mending, with my master watching me sweat.
🩸 Bugs Banished
Minions & Machines
Captives no longer end up sealed behind your own walls. Raise a wall that cuts a room off from the rest of the bar and any Detention Cell caught in the partition is sold where it stands. Until now its occupant was set down on the spot, bricked in with no route to any door. The freed captive is now placed where a way out still exists.
A Television only cheers your guests once you have paid for it. Carrying one around the room to find its spot already lifted the mood of every vampire nearby, before a single dollar had left your purse. Set it down beside a bored table, walk away, cancel the purchase, and the good mood stayed. The set now waits until it is bought and standing in your bar, and one you already own falls quiet while you carry it.
Interface & Stability
Long words stay inside their frames. In Russian, German, Spanish, Italian and Brazilian Portuguese, a number of labels ran onto a second line and climbed over their neighbours. Seventeen of them now carry a size chosen for the tongue you play in: the clientele tags above the decoration styles, the account rows and the period legends in Finance, the tab headings and the totals at the foot of the ledger, the legend under the Awareness graph, and the section and room headings on a machine's panel. English and French keep the exact sizes they always had.
The months under your graphs are whole again. Every chart cut its month names down to a single letter and three dots, "J..." for January and "A..." for August, and it did so in every language. The names now stand complete and tilted at 45 degrees beneath the curve, from January through December, at a size of 32 rather than 42.
The music and the voices follow your cutscenes again. The bar's own theme played straight through a cutscene instead of giving way to it, and the characters on the page said nothing at all. The menu score now rises when a cutscene opens, the bar's music returns the moment it closes, and each page is spoken as it turns.
The notes in your right-click wheel sit square in their frame. When an action on the wheel is greyed out, the note that explains why hugged the left edge of its panel and pressed against the top, while the labels on the wheel itself were neatly centred. That note now sits centred both ways.
🦇 Keep the Reports Coming
I sharpen the game's fangs on your screeches and your cursed bug reports. Send them through the in-game report tool, or better, join our Discord coven where I lurk most nights. If you must use the old ways, the scroll reaches me at [email protected].
If the game spared your sanity tonight, leave a review. It feeds the Steam algorithm, and it keeps me out of the coffin a little longer.
In my master's service,
Ludovic
Devoted servant of Vladimir de La Ligne
Praise Vladimir.
