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Following his first evening at the Ogre's Head Tavern, Wolfram couldn't help but toss and turn in his bed at the inn. As far as he could tell, his companion, Relyk, was fast asleep. He, on the other hand, was wide awake. Being of noble birth, he felt like he should know Calanhelm and its laws...

A dirt-covered, webbed foot quickly touched the cold, wet cobblestones. A second foot followed the first, as the feathery creature ran squawking through a small, crowded alleyway in Calanhelm. The bystanders paid little to no attention to the quacking duck. However, a man in full armour, with...