Al Howlin’s blight has released its grip on the land. The remaining few infected creatures are fading away like smoke and the healthy Gobballs and Tofus are returning. One can always hear the echoes of Al Howlin’s laughter, but it seems to be more distant, drifting towards some unknown destination. Weary adventurers can return their Pumpkwins to their closets. The land is safe. For now…