Every sheath desires a sword ***...*** The town of Valen has fallen on hard times, and a young traveller knows that wandering the streets at night is dangerous. Seeking bedding, he finds something debaucherous at the back of the signpost at a local inn. The Grindstone , where ink reveals solicitations of goblins desiring encounters with dwarves, or where spellcasters are open to intimate experimentation with potions. When desperation leads the traveller right into the arms of two muscular orcs, it seems forgone that his journey has taken a decidedly heated turn.