The Guild of Dungeoneering: Ice Cream Headaches

"It's a heatwave! This is awful, I'm sitting here in a puddle of my own sweat. At least I hope it's sweat.There’s more than a hint of morgue in the air, some older townsfolk are keeling over from exhaustion and dehydration, Fire Demons are running rampant in the outer villages. Worst of all, I can’t even get my favourite ice cream. It’s so unfair. Why does everything bad happen to me?” It’s time …