The Goddess of the Prevailing Winds is lurking around Ocadia, and shes not too happy with me.
It turns out thwarting her assassination plans has bigger fallout than I anticipated, and my women and I are now her primary targets.
But my schedule is already packed with nosy fire gods, creepy necromancers, and ancient sorcerers.
And theres a certain sweet-faced duchess who seems very eager for a private audience with me