Grift & Dusthart
Dusthart, I’ve been chewing on a rumor about a city that traded its soul for a single coin—sounds like the kind of deal you’d get into with your kind of luck, right?
A city selling its soul for a coin… that’s the sort of bargain you hear from drunk poets, not from any sane trader. If you’re going to take it, at least bring a mirror to see what’s being lost.