A group of adventurers encounters a diabolical problem.
“Last time I was around this many people, it was an orgy!” Gramorn Songsteel yelled as he buried his sword into one of the Trieflin Assassins. The assassin stumbled back, eyes wide as the blue life-blood oozed from the wound. She fell to the ground, mouth forming a perfect ‘O’. “Please tell me there are no more of these assholes.”