The gravest threats of Dungeon World do not always reside in a stinking lair, troglodyte cave, or windy ruin.
Some are smiling faces in drawing rooms and salons, whispers in the wrong ear, and rendezvous by
moonlight. Some are rough brigands upon the high road, or leering pirates on the briny deep.
Welcome to L'Empereur's Salon!
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