After nearly hours of relentless investigation and cunning interrogation, the HILT had resolved to bring Archibald to justice for what were probably heinous crimes.

This was done by chucking him out of the back of the Helpful Bus in to the waiting mouths of a pack of death dogs. It was not a sacrifice, though, as the merciful and/or cowardly and/or self-interested band lent him a sword and fought alongside the aged (probable) murderer.

The fight was all but lost when the tide was turned by a…

The three founding carts of the Hilt pulled into East Westworth looking to blow some glass, trade some passengers, and upset some bar patrons with "song". Their reputation preceded them, though, and the somewhat mechanical town sheriff recognized them as "troubleshooters." How the sheriff knew of them as such is rather unclear, and raises some questions about the who previous owners of the carts, from which the H.I.L.T. acronym was inherited, might have been. 

The commission was simple, stop…

The group managed the thwart the attack of the first death dog, probably due to sheer luck rather than actual fighting ability but why quibble, and the second one ran away. Let's pretend it was in terror after Tyrtaeus' frightening humming noises, not unlike what a steam powered small-scale suction device would look like if it was used on a carpet. 

We followed the fleeing hound to a den, of sorts, that had two old graves, which Team Excavators (Davion and Tyrtaeus) promptly decided to, well,…

Gene, Muse and Tyrtaeus were happily conversing with Macro and Isabel, the witch hunters, when Jade Empire Forbidden Fantasies, previous acquaintance of Tyrtaeus, unwilling recipient of Eugene's kindness and famous bard, joined the group for a round of drinks. During the exchange, Tyrtaeus inadvertently shot a hole in the bar's ceiling with Marco's weapon. Luckily no-one was injured. Muse who stepped away for a little while was tasked by Carlos to go investigate a wolf problem in the town of…

Upon arriving in Malkara, the caravan elected to stay at an inn recommended by Muse, The Sleeper. Aside from being a reasonably priced lodging option, it was a somewhat secret contact point for the Cult of the Old One. Muse was keen to visit her superiors in the cult, and Tyrtaeus wished to join up, as they promised a certain degree of power.

Juan, the inkeeper was pleasant enough, and Carlos, the key cult contact was full of pomp and grandeur and wise-sounding sayings. 

Carlos sent Tyrtaeus…