A dark and inevitable day has cometh into the barmaid's life when a friend of her mother's and a frequent guest at the crossroads pub, razor, the well known thief and mobster has fallen to old age. a rather mysterious figure has approached the not-so-young bardmark at razor's funeral, telling her that her mother has left a rather curious map to him with the task of passing it down to her upon his death.

with that said the enutrof barmaid has passed on word of this venture into the depths of the barsburgian ruins...