How come Conan never had to deal with stuff like this?
When Salnath of the Sword returns home for winter solstice, he finds himself faced with a resentful younger brother, a mother intent on marrying him to his cross-eyed cousin, and a big sister who expects him to somehow make everything all right.
But even in the remote mountain valley where he grew up, there is a need for a well-swung sword, and Salnath's skills become all that stand between his family and certain death. Of course, it'd be a lot easier to fight without a horny cousin draping herself around you...
