Heeding the advice of his mentor, Varador abandons everything he knows and heads south. If he thought being waylaid by weather and getting stuck in the ancient city of Nacocit for a week looked bleak, what happened next was downright depressing.
But fate has a funny way of doing things and before he knows it, he is neck deep in chaos, creatures, thugs and revenge and to top it off, he finds himself partnered with a morally-driven mercenary and a moss-eating wood elf.
Can Varador survive the year's last ten-day week and outwit those who wish to spill his brains?