It’s time to battle! Small service professionals, inanimate objects! Only the most intimidating villains for our heroes!

Our players decide they’ve spent enough time not cutting people open! The only way to find the truth is in meat, like some kind of murderous seer.

What’s the connection between the 4 paintings? What was the Tot Tit Tot doing here? Can our team find the answers on the streets of Hades town, in the shadow of the spire? And what, or who, will they have to sacrifice to find the truth?

A bare room, four innocuous paintings. The Tom Tit Tot was here, but why? What truth does the stroke of a brush hold?

A modest Tom Tit Tot branch? Where’s the gold, the fine cuisine, the tailored suits??? This is by far the most suspicious thing in the furniture hell that is Hadestown.

Hidden behind an old wall, up a dusty stair, past a forgotten room, lies a secret. Perched at the top of Hadestown, is this the key to unlocking the truth of “reality” in this underground dream?

If the Hadestown Belltower is a mirror of the forest church tower, does that not mean similar secrets exist hidden in it’s walls? Truths and spaces stolen from sight, unspoken events weighing on Lord Bell’s heart.

With all their fumblings, our heroes have yet to devise a way to determine whether or not the people around them are “real” or not. Are they filled with with feathers? Stone?  Does that term have any meaning anymore???

Our heroes are lost in the unforgiving wilderness of the Tartan Wastes, that somehow also exist miles below the worlds surface? Something isn’t right here.

Questions, questions, questions. But if don’t know what you’re looking for, what use are answers? Time to throw something a the wall and see what happens.