Just yesterday you were a young, cheerful guy, you had plans for the future and a lot of different desires. But you did one little stupidity, and now you are a Mole from the Clan of Fighting Hamsters. And you no longer have any plans, and, most likely, there is no future either. One thing is good, your desires have become easier and clearer. Now there is only one thing - to survive! To survive in the harsh world of swords, crossbows, magic and witchcraft! In a world where you can’t trust anyone, and at any moment you can get a dagger in the ribs or an arrow in the back. And they will also call it a game. But you certainly won’t have time for toys.