Five specialists nobody wanted. One ruined lord who bet his house on them. One pig.
The Guild ranks Provisional Company Seven dead last. It has never met a team whose members each notice a different kind of mistake. When the Trials turn from contest to sabotage, the unchosen discover that someone else has been watching them closely, and that the final site is not what the Guild thinks it is.
A warm, funny, procedural fantasy. No chosen ones. No romance. One very capable pig.


