In the tiny hamlet of Weymouth a diverse group of separate individuals find refuge in the town’s only Inn. Their host, Jarak Slava, is a foul tempered albino dwarf who extremely dislikes strangers almost as much as he likes the gold they carry. Jarak is suspicious that so many outsiders should frequent his inn at one time since he rarely gets three travelers in a month. Has a cruel twist of fate brought these forlorn souls together? Or maybe divine providence has aligned a few new pieces on the game board? Or maybe both.