Welcome to Rivercastle, the once rich trading town that is slowly falling into decline nowadays. The imperial governor doesn’t care about his duties and all he does is hunt and carousing. Plaster walls of the theater crack, and the director of the local academy of natural philosophy (a small establishment, yet very proud one) spends his time not in the silence of the classrooms, but in the company of some shady characters that have established some kind of an amateur occultist society… No wonder that of all the vast pantheon townspeople respect the god of lazy…