Well, turns out the Eyelander has some explaining to do. Seems that a certain supernatural sword got a little too chummy with a bomb-filled book. And when you're asked to explode your own best friend, most people don't take it too well.

And thus is is that the nine mercenaries now find themselves in a magical land filled with pastel wonders, in forms that are decidedly non-human, and minus their hats.

Someone is going to pay for that.