DEATH QUEST You are Hayden Waltess. You have no skills, no money, one family member, and a few good friends.
If you don’t find a way to make six hundred golden claws within the next forty eight hours, your little sister Shale is going to die.
Steal the money? You can’t break wards, and you don’t know anyone who can.
Beg for it? You live in Lecliss, the corrupt capital city of Raun. Beggars pave the roads. No one will notice an extra pebble.
Earn it? Not through any normal job. You’d be lucky to make even a single golden claw in a day. No. There’s only one way to make that kind of money in time.
In a corner of the adventurer’s guild lit by a dim lantern, three long, dusty, ragged pieces of parchment are pinned to a huge board on the wall. Each piece of parchment has an enormous sum of money written in bold at the top, an illustration in the center, and then countless names of adventurers below, each name written in a different hand, each invariably crossed out with a thin red line.
The sign above the board reads:
DEATH QUESTS
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