Complots sous la Lune

Over the years, you have become a true thief and Kuln has become your city... The lonely fortress of Kuln stands spiky on the bleak plain of Shelm. It is said that its architect must have learned sad news the day he designed such a gaunt city. Left to his own devices, a child does not long escape the traps of Kuln. There are too many dangers, slavers, unscrupulous recruiters. If you had not been accepted into the Bonnets, you would have ended your short life on a winter's night...