Chapter One
I start by blocking the doors with a few branches through the handles.
The building where some havoc is about to go down is a modest and ordinary hotel, built from chemical-treated mud and wood pulp, with quaintly rounded corners and peeling white paint. It’s the kind of place you might find on the outskirts of any major tourist locale in Kryssitid space, catering to travelers who can’t or don’t want to splurge for brand name treetop lodgings in the thick of the action.
Kritchen Territory isn’t a major tourist locale, however. It doesn’t have brand name treetop lodgings or action of the kind most people want to be in the thick of, so this place is one of the nicest accommodations for days around.
That’s probably why these assholes picked it to set up camp in.
There aren’t
