Surviving their first night in Sun'seir, the Tourists have realized the danger of the situation they are in, but have found there is currently no way out without fighting off a city full of Paladins and Adventurers. With no access to their ship or resources, what will they do within this city that has turned out to be little more than a gilded golden cage.
It's night two of the Tourist's stay in Sun'seir and night has fallen again. This time it cometh with the roar and lashing whip of a Balor, and a horde of attacking and fleeing demons. Even though the residents look tired and weak and the horde might seem overwhelming, the Tourists have agreed to help several shop owners and as the threat rises, so does a bright, and loud, ray of sunshine and hope. The Holy Paladin has arrived.
Well, Sun'seir is not at all what it was made out to be. The food is good, but the people are seemingly brainwashed, you're locked in and a horde of darkness has just descended upon the city. What has this city so weird? Who knows whats going on?