Janga with Shadows

The Bones of Fate fell, showing ones—meaning the squad has gotten tangled in yet another story, and the one who will have to pay for everyone is the thief. Or the hero? Or just a person who ended up in the wrong place and at the wrong time? No—think about it yourself: what do you call someone who found himself between the servants of the Master and the Unnameable, crawled into a snake den for the key to the vault doors of elf burial grounds, crossed the Iselean Line—an outpost kingdom—and reached the forests of Zagraba? And, by some miracle, he avoided the blade, arrows, and a whole host of health-threatening “surprises.” So what are you supposed to call him? Right—at the very least, a fool and a suicide, since he plunged into the fight over the Horn of the Rainbow.

And now, when retreat is already too late, shadows thicken, surround the squad, and it’s no longer clear where friend is and where foe is, where that elusive line is between response and mystery, life and death. Because not many people know that Janga with shadows doesn’t always lead the right way…