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2h 33m |

Episode 9: To The Hounds!
Tonight's episode takes us back to the kingdom of Timmony where our heroes have just completed one little quest that was occupying their mind, oh so bent on blood and vengeance.
Lo and behold, Thimble (boon companion of the late Thjazi Fang) has avenged his death (at least in part, avenging the closest betrayal to him) although perhaps there are many whose names could be put on an ever-growing list. However, his closest friend who betrayed him (Casimir Gavendale) got to be the Baron of Sloak for a short few days before he met his end atop the ramparts of the crumbling castle that he had sold his sould to get.
Casimir, his blood soaking into his cloak, yet hangs over the ramparts, his knights released from service, his Crow Keeper companions (newly knighted by this freshly anointed baron) laid to waste. One thrown over the castle walls by Kattigan Vale. Another Crow Keeper was "smoten" by Teor Pridesire (caught a flail to the chin) and the last drowned mere moments ago in a wide and broad puddle by a cool-ass dog, a Rock's mastiff.
As we well know, our companions have been traveling north for vengeance against Casimir Gavendale (who at the last moment sold out a plot to save Thjazi Fang's life) captured and set for execution back in the city where our quest began (Dol-Makjar). For the part that he played in betraying Thjazi and leaving him at the mercy of the hangman's noose, Casimir Gavendale is no more and he has paid a bitter price (his words perhaps ringing in Thimble's ear about the life that was left for him after the faltering and ruin of the Falconer's Rebellion). And perhaps the words ringing in Wic's ears (of him being truly and totally alone here without any guards). And perhaps ringing in all of your ears is the noise of the enormous squid that was summoned by your Chanter's Egg by Tyranny disguised as 'Dr Jizzebel Finger'.
Discussing that the castle seemed to be seized by the House of Halovar (for indeed Wic prevailing upon everyone as a lord of the House of Halovar, one of the mighty and great Sundered Houses and the patron family of the Candescent Creed) the castle was handed over to Wic, as it seemed that it had been take or conquered?
However it was quickly deeded over (both with whatever legitimacy is left to your name but also with a quick act of forgery on Tyranny's part) altering the deed of title to the newly-minted baroness (the former Dame Cosgrove, a young lady knight who grew up in the rain-soaked village of Sloak). She seems to take this mantle very seriously and we find ourselves here in Brauwla Dossiber's house (a public house here in Sloak). Within the home, you've just been joined by Dame Morgaine (a dappled, almost calico-esque border collie-looking herding dog with some patches of blue amongst the black and white and brown, who you'd met on the road here to Sloak) as well as Hawkins (this enormous, tawny gold mastiff that has a light billow that darkens to brown around the jawline and the paws and around the ears accented) this enormous muscular mastiff. When I say a large dog, too, I mean in that way where his head is quite a bit larger than a human head. His head is almost a chest unto itself, a guardian dog that is-
You've seen some wolfhounds out around the shepherd's flocks. Those are big and imposing. These mastiffs are not made to hunt wolves. They are made to stop armed humans.
So you see Hawking standing here looking at you and say,
"Well met, travelers. I hope that I did not give you too much pause on the road."
