Fantasy Noir (Fiasco Classic Playset)

The Days of “Lairs and Lizards” are Long Gone “It was a cold night in the Gate. The kind of cold that even six slugs of rye and a warm and welcoming bed can’t fix. For as long as you can remember, nights like this were when the city was at its most dangerous. The mercury may have dropped but the city’s blood was up. Which was bad news for its citizens but lucrative business for its PIs.” It could…