About This Adventure
In the marcher towns below the Greywold, a bounty is a sealed document, and a hunter's name is only worth what the Reeve's Halls say it is. Eleven days ago you cut a feline shinobi out of a Broken Tusk ork camp, and by the custom of her people her life belongs to you until she pays it back in kind. This morning she is beside you at the board, picking your next job, and she is not choosing the way she chose last week.
Age Restricted Content - Must be 18+ to access.