After a month of being held captive by City Council member Patrick Nolburn, the Dirt Barons finally made contact with Delta-968 via encrypted channel from a courier hull SYP-3RD-ER.
From Zerrenbor to the Tomb, our adventurers learned the song...and the dance of the Twins! And the learned a little about themselves and each other along the way as well.
We started 1000' above Doskvol on an exploding airship... but we ended with a decapitated (but not destroyed) hull, a paranormalist turned echo, and a 30' proto-leviathan climbing the walls of Comber Tower. This was a wild ride!