Ardana Sul was a true bastard. For a price he'd get you anything, anyone, anywhere and not ask questions. So when Baroness Foncesca hired him to obtain the last known vial of plague dust, it was business as usual. He should've known she wouldn't leave any witnesses. Flintlocks flashed, windows shattered, and his head slammed into rock. He escaped with his life, but not his memory.

Dredged from the river by a kind fisherman, Sul recovers without knowing his past or name. Slowly he achieves what his ill-gotten earnings could never have bought: a measure of peace. When the Baroness' henchmen come to finish the job, his hands remember how to use a sword even if he doesn't, and his violent past floods back.

Determined to right at least one of his sins, Sul vows to stop the Baroness before she can unleash the weapon he brought her on a city he's grown to love. Sul's talents are put to the test in his fight back to Foncesca, but his greatest enemy may be how much of his old self he'll have to resurrect.