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Free of the train at last, the party found themselves crouched between the cattle cars and the station wall of _Brefield_, the shrunken dragon they had rescued blinking up at them. With little time and fewer options, they improvised a disguise, a leash looped about the dragon's neck and the confident air of travelers walking a peculiar pet, and set off through the streets toward an inn called _the Splintered Snake_.
At the Splintered Snake the party negotiated lodging for their unusual companion, paying twenty gold as a deposit and five gold a night to keep _Tir'nael_ in their room. _Odatina_ put her name to a document accepting responsibility for whatever damage the dragon might cause. It was only later that they thought the matter through: as Tir'nael grew and the reducing magic holding him small wore off, he might well tear the room apart around them. Thinking better of the arrangement, they moved the dragon out to the stables behind the inn.
With Tir'nael settled, the party made their way to _Hyperion Hall_ to seek an audience with _Kevana_, leader of the _Hyperions_. There they learned a troubling truth: that _the Spade_, the House of Suits' silent enforcer, was an _Oilblood_, one of those who has merged with the essence and parts of a slain automaton. Kevana counseled caution, urging the party to keep their distance from _Commander Taylor_ until they could learn more, and admitting that even she could not say whether the rumors of Taylor himself being an Oilblood held any truth.
As the conversation deepened, the party began to connect threads they had carried for some time, drawing a line between the flooded mine Taylor had once sent them to investigate and _the Collapsed Reach_. Sharing what they had pieced together seemed to settle something in Kevana. She judged that the time had come at last to tell them the truth about Commander Taylor, and it was there, on the edge of that revelation, that the evening came to a close.