Welcome back Travelers, to the Deck of Many Tales!

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A late night stroll turns into a prison sentence as disguises crack and lies pile up with the ever watchful eyes of the Inquisition settle on our party. While half the group talks their way past blushing guards and silver-masked zealots, the others sit in the dark of Stoneward where Cillian finds that Nothing is always listening.

When all seems hopeless, a solution all too convenient presents itself. It is here the party learns that the devil you know might be better than the devil you don't.