Ten pages gets you delving into the dungeon below. Crush skeletons with a flail that gets around their shields. Slay cvltists with a warhammer that gets stuck in their flesh. Survive. Supply and avoid succumbing to dread. Faces on the wall scream at you. Take the silver and run. The way back out of the dungeon is blocked, but you stupidly decided to drop your mattock a while back to carry more treasure. You're hungry and cold, and it's dark. Claw your way out until your fingernails bleed. You're exhausted. Slog back to your Wästland home. Donate the treasure to put a smile on their faces—I mean, to progress. Do it all over again. Until you've conquered the catacombs or die. Either way, the black disk comes to cover the sun. -publisher blurb