The year is 1356, and the village is plagued by a terrible curse. Our village is cursed by a powerful sorcerer named Grimgoldar, who has placed a hex upon us.
We have tried everything to lift the curse, but nothing seems to be working. We've tried bribing the village elder's wife with a wheel of fine cheese, we've tried performing the chicken dance, and we've even tried to reason with Grimgoldar himself.
But alas, the curse remains. The crops are withering, the rivers are drying up, and the villagers are getting a bit testy.
Will you help us lift the curse? Or will you simply sit back and enjoy the spectacle of our village's slow descent into madness?