Inns have forever been the safe havens of adventurers, providing protection and a chance to rest and recover from whatever dangers they’ve survived thus far. Yet Soulspur Inn presents a unique threat of its own, cloaked in the guise of the very respite adventurers seek. The inn’s mistress is a fine hostess, none would deny, but some say she seems a bit too eager to help those in need—and where she gets her seemingly endless resources from, no one quite knows. It’s said that one can capture more flies with honey than vinegar. But why bother with mere honey when one can offer a frothing mug of spiced ale instead?