The session opened with a record-scratch cold open narrated by Ledger the giant badger, who described the chaotic scene from his perspective: a food truck called the Greasy Spoon airborne over the cobblestones of Splinter's Bend, its mismatched crew in various states of crisis. The players then rewound the clock sixty seconds to reconstruct how the chaos began. Constable Barnaby Plum, a petty and well-connected town authority figure, had been harassing Skrit — a small kobold who stood out in the town — along with his goon squad. Sanji intervened by confronting the goons and goading Barnaby, while Wickett snuck behind him and dropped a cold fish down his armor. The combination of Sanji's bo staff distraction and the fish tumbling out of Barnaby's armor made it appear as though the Constable had given birth to a dead fish — to the delight of the gathered crowd. Enraged and humiliated, Barnaby began escalating, and Gorlog (Tiny) seized the moment by yeeting Sanji and Skrit into the Greasy Spoon and ordering Ledger to bolt. The party careened through the town streets in a skill-challenge getaway: Wickett rode Ledger to scatter a flock of dire geese blocking the road, Sanji used her whip to upend a tangerine cart and scatter rolling fruit under the hooves of mounted guards, Gorlog flung a failed batch of soup out the back (accidentally missing the road due to the dragged tangerine cart), and Skrit grabbed an unlabeled liquid from the wagon's stores — ingredient, stove fuel, or possibly both — coated his ball bearings in it and deployed them behind the wagon — inadvertently igniting a stretch of cobblestone in eerie green flames. The guards scattered, the gate was left unguarded, and Ledger barreled out of Splinter's Bend and into the King's Forest.

Deep in the forest on a logging road, Ledger came to a sudden halt at a makeshift barricade in a ravine, where a bickering two-headed Ettin — Gorg and Borg — blocked their path. Rather than fight, the party attempted to satisfy the Ettin's competing culinary demands: Gorg wanted something bloody and meaty, while Borg craved something sweet and carb-heavy. Sanji distracted the two heads by engaging them in conversation, Skrit attempted to hype the forthcoming meal using a Channel Divinity-boosted persuasion (the heads refocused their hunger on the cart instead), Wickett performed a theatrical 'order up' call using food-truck lingo that delighted the Ettin, and Gorlog prepared a dish improvised on the spot — 'Two Heads, One Belly' — finishing just in time. Wickett delivered the bowls with a dramatic flourish, and the Ettin wandered back up the ravine wall bickering over each other's portions.

With the barricade dismantled and then cleverly rebuilt behind them as a passive defense, the party pushed further down the road before making camp for the night. Around the fire, the group shared their first real introductions over bowls of Two Heads, One Belly — learning each other's names, that Skrit has no given name in common tongue (only a Draconic word roughly meaning 'shush'), that Sanji has never traveled before and is full of restless questions, and that Gorlog quietly cherishes being wanted. The evening ended ominously: far off in the darkened forest, the baying of tracking hounds broke the quiet, suggesting that Constable Barnaby — humiliated and powerful within Splinter's Bend — had sent his hunting dogs after them. The session cut to black with the party camped in the King's Forest, hounds in the distance, and the town of Waymoot still a full night's journey away.