Publisher's Synopsis
Welcome back to Portswain! Things have been looking up. Hells, we haven't seen a fireball in the sky or a random monster in the streets in days. Maybe this will all be over soon. Still no word on the king, or what the heathens outside our gates want... but we're fine! Absolutely fine! The mayor has a brilliant idea that will get us out of this pickle barrel long before we have to start resorting to barrel soup. He was a great adventurer in his day, don't you know! Lord Mayor William FitzWaller saved this town more than once in his youth. He'll save us again, don't you worry none.
While you're here, you might as well get comfortable. Not safe to leave the gates at the moment. But there's probably rooms available at the Cinnamon Tree. Rumor has it, they still have plenty of food, and the prices have only doubled. Not like the Sleepy Dragon, where they're charging three times the coin for one fifth of quality. You can't go wrong with the Tree: Romeri entertainment, decent ale and no rats in the soup. At least not yet....Wait, was that...? Maiden, Mother and Crone! Not again........Conclusion (book 2) of the Portswain Saga.
