Azoth
Hmm... I figured we had a lot more adventures in Twilos ahead of us. At any rate, I'm with the party, no matter what. That being said, we're going to have to get this rat-thing's stupid metal hat back no matter what, so I say we do that.
"Anyway, now we need to figure out how to get past that freaky tw0-headed dog. I'm pretty sure there's a bigger version of one of those in the underworld. If they're related, music is the key to putting it to sleep. Or, failing that, swords, spears, that sort of shit ought to "put it to sleep" just fine if you know what I'm saying."
I accept House Alaheim's offer.