Peacekeeper, mercenary, messenger, and daughter of no one you know. Brede and her leaderless rabble of sellswords are called upon by the fey to defend their forest, but to do that one has to be able to communicate with the fairy folk, and to do THAT requires a level of intimacy none of them have yet experienced. Their guide through all of this is the dramatic and mischievous horned grandson of a satyr, who's powers are only good for one thing...