Ep1 | Pilot

over a mental realm called the intra. This dark force is a threat to end all life and is known as Umbra. Three Adventurers. Beser a smooth talking leader. See that's the thing about hidden passageways, They're always in the last place. You look serious, A big hearted brute, serious, crush like fun and logo. A nerdy savant. By my calculations that depends on a variety of complex factors, assumptions of variables. Embark on a quest that could save the world.

So my partner and I give you this diamond crystal, and you tell us everything you know about the stolen Ambro or deal Amberorb stolen news to me. You know you have eyes and ears all over this city. The Orb's property of the Order of Hyperian Sages part of their private collection. Lucia, one of the order's own student, stole it out from under them, and now she's gone missing too. Go figure the Order of Hyperion Sages. Lucia missing,

you don't say? It's probably the same old story. A lost soul in search of meaning devotes their life to an arcane order on the promise of answers and a path to enlightenment, only to realize there was never any truth to be found, and now they're trapped. I bet Lucia saw the Amber warb as her way out, sold the precious gemstone for whatever she could get, and skipped down. In any case, the Sages want their or back. Okay, I'll tell you what I've heard the first. How do

I know if your diamond crystal's real? I can't take your word for it. You would enlie to me, now, would you. I know you're outsiders, but I run the streets in this sandy city, and I can spot a liar by tone of voice alone this irregardless, if I would lie to you, your guards outnumber me and my partner here ten to one. Don't take us for fools. We walked into your alley unarmed to ask you for a favor. In answer to your question, I can't say that I don't disagree with you, and you can take

my word for that it's real. We'll prove it. Hand me that stone slate, one fine grained, heavy stone slate, durable, strong dance, get on with it. Diamond, as we all know, is the world's hardest material, capable of piercing through anything. It's essentially unbreakable. My partner sitting beside me will demonstrate. Show them. See what did I tell you? Cut straight through the slate, no damage to the crystal. This here is one hundred percent flawless diamond. Okay, we have a deal.

Then I'll take the dime. Whoa, whoa, whoa. You can't just take the diamond like this, You'll risk exposing it to the impurities of the open air. It's not safe to transport that way, not without the protection of this plush velvet carrying pouch. Yours for the price of one black obal. Okay, one black obal. Someone coming there? You two are? I searched all over for you just to end up in the gutter of some dingy back alley. You must be the civilian mercenaries Ether and Serious. I'm logo.

I'm here on behalf of the agency to seek your services for a mission. What's this? You three know each other? Yes? No, no, we don't, sir, you must be mistaken. I have never seen you before my life. You have the wrong people. No, no, you fit the description to a t. Your amulet the eye of Imperia, a golden sun with the all seeing eye in the center. You're Ether of Imperia either astro and Serious. The big hulking fellow sitting by your side,

his size and features are rather distinct. There's absolutely no mistaking it. You two are the civilian mercenaries Ether and Serious Ether Serious. That's not who code names code names. But he was among partners. Silly me, I forgot our new partner would be joining us today. Our third partner logo. That's right, our third partner logo logo. You're late again. You know we hate it when you're late. It's always so disruptive to our work. Luckily, we were just finishing

up here. When you meet glass crystal glass, No, no, not glass, he said, neck glass, as in necklace crystal, because diamonds are common gemstones using necklaces isn't that right, Logo? Correct? Diamonds are commonly adorned as ornaments around the neck. See now, as we just discussed, if you could tell us about where to find the object Lucia still, so we can recover it to its rightful owner. We'll be on our way just as soon as Logo puts the diamond back

down on the table and the glass crystal. Grab the black opal run, don't just walk them. Hurry up. The street diverges up ahead. Should we proceed left or right? This way? Oh? No, we appear to have reached an impasse cornered between two buildings, you, logo, was it the door to the building behind you? Try the handle? It's locked. Serious, break get out away. Come on inside to the stairwell. The building own has trivate residence. There's nowhere to hide

the roof. Head to the roof. Keep going up here any moments. What weapons do you have for defense? We don't carry weapons. Okay. The building's southern perimeter overlooks the marketplace. If a jump is time correctly, escape may be possible by landing safely on the passing fruit cart down below. Jump from roof? Are you crazy? How high up are we there's no way we survive. I can calculate the height of the building to check if it's viable, but I'll need to borrow the black opal. What's why I

need it to measure the key variable? Serious? No, trust, skinny stick man, there's no other option. Just give them the OPAL series here, chick man, take black opal? Okay. Total distance is a function of the speed and time it takes for an object in free fall to travel from peak to trough. Given the mass and size of the OPAL, once dropped, its speed should accelerate during the duration of the fall, approaching but not reaching terminal velocity.

Approximating its rate of acceleration, Taking into account that acceleration due to gravity is roughly nine point eight one meters per second squared, I can determine the height of the building by how much time it takes the open to reach bottom upon release. What that's your plan? Through a OPAL off the roof? See what serious say? It's necessary for the calculation? Fine? Go ahead, you can always recover it after we jump ready for release? Releasing now one

point eight seconds flat. That corresponds to a building height of roughly fifty feet or five stories high. It should put the odds of survival it around fifty percent, with the fruit cart cushioning the point of impact depending on ripeness. I know serious. I don't like it either, but it's the best chance we got. We have to jump. Best of luck to both of you. I'll convene with you again post vectum. You're jumping with us? What why? I'll be safe up here. The guards will kill you. But

I didn't do anything. Okay, how should we time the jump? Now? U broke my car? My car? Who will pay for these plums? Now? Really? Sorry about that? Serious? You see the opal? There? A black opal? Think lucky stars. It must have fallen from the sky above. I could finally start the stand in my dream, selling fine glass figurines. No more rotten fruit for me, bull stop, No, that's ours? Oh the black opal come back here. The fruit peddlers stole our opal. At least we don't have to worry

about the cards anymore. Come on, seriously, have business to take care of you, Bobo logo whatever, leave us alone. I never want to see you again. Wait good, I can't believe we didn't get away with the con. We were so close. Everything right? Serious? It didn't even suspect a thing when you use your hands to break the stone slates. Yet somehow we're no closer in tracking down the Amber orders. Everything good until past logo show up. I know who could have predicted that. No other leads

never get that order. Back to the stages, we tracked down Lucia Kin for clue. Now she has no Kin. The order of Hyperion stages are in order of Ascetics. It means they've announced all lengths to the material outside world, having cut ties to both romantic and blood relations, and full commitment to the order. They believe it keeps them pure of mind and free of the foolish thoughts floating around the heads of us rabble, so they can pursue

undistracted their higher calling and enlightened knowledge. For the sages, the order is their entire world. Either serious. I thought that was you two sitting over here. You again, you follow us? I thought we made it clear, leave us alone. But I never had the chance to deliver the agency's mission. It's a retrieval of a satellite dish located deep in the Azrael desert, where it is to be recovered from the mole layer and safely returned to the lighthouse dropoff

point located at the other end of the desert. Oh, is that all? Are you sure you don't want us to sail into space and build a castle in the sky while we're there. No recovery of the satellite dish is all that is required of the agency. You don't get it, do you? You want us to go to the mole layer in the Azrael desert. Crossing the desert's hard enough, let alone the fact no one's ever been to the mole layer before. They're completely isolated from the

rest of the world. And for good reason. What even is a satellite dish? Ah? What is satellite dish? It's a tool for communication. Well, whatever it is, we don't care. Look, just because your big bad agency send one of their spineless stooges to try to recruit us, doesn't mean we're going to accept the mission. Tell them to do their own dirty work. Ah. But besides, we already have a

mission with whom The Order of Hyperian Sages. The Order of Hyperion Sages Guardians of Ancient Knowledge, a secretive fellowhood of ascetic scholars who collect and preserve ancestral wisdom with a mission of passing down this knowledge and service of the edification of society of venerable organization with a most noble cause. Uh sure, and thanks to you, we have no chance of fulfilling our end of a contract. You logo ruined our payday. Well, whatever the stage we're paying,

the agency will triple it. I must emphasize that the recovery of this satellite dish is of the utmost importance, and you know the agency always pays its obligations. As is said, a contract with the Agency is as good as black opal in your pocket more tonight, good as wild goose cheese. Exactly. There's not enough black opal in the world to make us take on another one of the agency's missions. I mean half the time they don't

even own the items they've hired us to recover. Well, I can assure you for this satellite disretrieval, everything is above board and honest, and at least you know you'll be dealing with consummate professionals, unlike that miscreant you were conversing within the back alleyway. Ah, that miscreant was our only lead and you blew it for us. Now we'll have to tell the stages we have no chance of recovering the missing item stolen from their private collection by

one of their own members. No less so the way I see it, logo, you already owe us for the pay you made us lose out on ah. Now we never home to Imperia. Why can't you go home? Well, strictly speaking, when we left Impyia, it wasn't by choice Spanish Spanish. Well serious, and I are persona non grata. We can't go back home, at least not through the

main lands. Legend of a sea pass, but what either The journey is supposedly dangerous, and we don't even really know where the sea pass begins, or for that matter, where they find the one person who does Who's that the night sun, the Night's Sun? None of this matters, For all we know, the whole thing's made up anyway, Maybe I can help tell me about him. Well, according to legends, somewhere just beyond the border of Imperia lives

the son of a heroic night. He knows the ways the sea, and like his father before him, is blessed with the knowledge of safe travel to imperiod, we've been working in civilian mercenaries, taking on whatever assignments come our way. So we can earn enough opals to find and hire him as our guide and hope of finally returning home. But the Knight's Sun might not even exist. It's from a local prophecy, our bedtime story told to Imperian kids.

The return of the night's Sun, and the night's Sun is overtaken by a darkness sphere, the secret path to Imperia will be made clear you you know it, the return of the night Sun. The prophecy doesn't refer to a person. He refers to a solar eclipse. I've researched this before. It's in reference to the Sorrows cycle. Sorrows cycle an eclipse cycle. Eclipses occur on repeated intervals of time, approximately every fifty four years, equivalent to a triple Sorrows.

A near identical eclipse repeats in the same geographic location at the same time of day. That's when your path home will be made clear. And to think of it, the last totally eclipse visible to imperiod occurred fifty three years ago. What ether. I'm trained in celestial navigation. As a reward for completing the agency's mission. In addition to payment of the opals, I'll guide you to the eclipses path of totality and show you your way home. I need a moment to talk over this with serious and

private of course serious. Do you know what this means? Yeah? But serious? No trust stick man. Well, maybe make big promise, send us on crazy mission. Crazy mission lead to Yes, this might be our one chance to return home to imperiod and if we don't take the mission, we may never get back. You're right, he might be selling us a false hope or even plain line. But isn't it worth the risk to find out the truth? Okay? Serious goal for you, sir. Thanks? Serious, if you're a true

partner logo, have you come to a decision. We're in splendid Naturally, it's best to leave as soon as possible, to begin the journey while they're still daylight. I say you're coming on the mission, of course, say retrieval of the satellite dish's top priority. The agency insists, I joined forget it. No, the mission is dangerous enough without you getting in our way. What when we said we want nothing to do with you, we meant it. You're dead weight,

you'd get us all chilled. You're turning down the mission, but you have to accept no, we don't come on. Serious, we're done here. But I was sent with very specific instructions to recruit you to It's my first assignment. I have to succeed. We work alone, always have, always will. So thanks, but no thanks. We'll stick to earning opals and make our own way home. Serious back to the Order's mission of recovering that stone in gemstone. One way

or another, we'll find and return to them. That amber or amber or amber is a natural palmer of fossilized tree resin. Typically orange, is brown in color, and four millions of years ago. It's not just valuable as a gemstone, it's also coveted for the ancient object preserved inside. What did you say about amber? Amber is a record of the past. The object and organisms frozen inside the stone

shine a light on ancient life from time immemorial. I know an antique dealer who specializes in these sorts of things. I can bring you to him at the Toepol. Okay, you can take us to him, but that's it. Great. The walk over through the market will give you more time to consider my proposal. Let's go the market. Share is a bustling Hey scarves, fine scarves, essential accessories for the modern traveler. Which cloth suits your needs? No thanks,

kid logo. Where's this antique shop? It's straight this way, just over on the other side of the market. These are handwoven, artisan crafted garments. You won't find any better quality in these parts. How about a shiny silk scarf to match your amulets? We said, we're not interested. You're sure this is the fastest way to the shop. We can take side streets, but with the abundance of shady characters lurking in the market, it's the beft. We stick to the main path. Try it on and see for yourself.

Don't the big man, book brain tell me? Doesn't your friend look like a million black opals? Book brain, get your scarf off my neck right now, or they'll be using it as a rag to mop up what's left of you. Okay, okay, don't need that talk. I'm taking my scarf and go. A garment of this quality is far too fine for the likes of you anything, at least that's over. Talk about a pest ast my amulance that kids so ambulances come back to you, your little cheeks.

What's wrong? You don't understand? Amulet more than shiny object. Amulet, keep me for safe? Here we follow? Are you to me? I lost him? We recover amulet? You rest logan, Come look up there by the stick carts, last figures, bye, last figurine, by the figurine of your dreams to day again. He's like roue dizzy, serious, make and crash. He's fleeing with the amulet. But I have an idea where too. If I take the back alleys, I might be able to cut him off. Serious, get either and meet me

at the other side of the market. I'm going to get his amulet back and we're gonna got him. He's like, go, like go book brain either serious over here my amulet, honest mistake. Yeah, we'll just don't make my mistake. And like the life you were born into become the life you lead. Get out. Uh, we've made it to the antique shop. She's kin upon my amulets exactly. Now let's go in, dog, my friend, How good to see you, Urian. I hope you've come at a good time with me.

Are my companions ether and serious? Are you and your friend's logo? I always have time? Ether? Serious, Welcome, Welcome, Please come in Serious logo, and I will talk with Urian. You see if there's anything useful around the shop, but don't touch okay, ah your amulet, I see you where the eye of imperial a goal and son with the all seeing eye enclosed in its center missticks believe it's watchful eyewards off Umber's shadowy influence. Who protects the wearer

with clarity of mind. It's not every day a rarity like this walks in the eye shop. How much my amulets not for sale? Serious? Oh? Sorry? So how can I help? My partner and I have been hired to recover an item stolen from the private collection of the Order of Hyperian Sages ah Yes, the Order of Hyperian Sages preservers of world history. They believe absolute knowledge is the ray of light in this darkened world, that it

will unlock the path the higher planes of enlightenment. The Sages are the foundation of stability in this unstable city. The faith of the people depend upon their strength. What Adji has been stolen from their collection? An amber orb amber orb Yes. Amber is believed to be a gateway to the past, to life no longer living. It preserves the accumulated wisdom of history, with each piece deriving meaning

from what is contained inside. In mystic circles, it's believed that amber can be used to channel the spirit of ancient beings. Of course, the orb itself doesn't have any real power, only a connection perceived in the mind of the possessor. Have you seen it the orb? Sadly it has not passed through my shop? Tell me what's this ideal? Of serious? Serious? No touch. When we received the mission, the sages wouldn't tell us any details about the orb.

They deem the information too sensitive to share in case it leaked outside the order. So we've been operating on a need to know basis, and once we've recovered the orb, we're to bring it straight back. Well, then, there are some things you should know about amber to help you identify it. First, amber has a distinct sense that gives off a coniferous fragrance. Second, it feels warm to the touch when rubbed, and third, amber has a low melting point.

It will begin to decompose when exposed to the flame of a candle. But of course, the knowledge of what's inside the amber is the real key to understanding its significance. Thank you, Urian, we'll have to return to the Order to see what we can learn very well, and please offer my condolences to the sages for the head Scholar. What about the head Scholar, he's just past. He'd been ill for a while. Haven't you seen the white smoke? Quite smoke, the white smoke rising from the beacon signal

fire burning atop the Orders institute. It symbolizes strength to the people at a head scholars time of death, who believe it carries his spirit away to the clouds above and signifies successful transition within the Order. Its absence would devastate the soul of the city. As night approaches, the sages will hold a candlelight vigil before that procession to the funeral pyre, where the head Scholar's body will be cremated so his spirit may pass on from this world

to the next. A ceremony shouldn't be starting soon. Serious not serious spirit, evil spirit in box. We should go now. There's no time to waste. You're in Thank you. We'll be sure to offer your condolences at the Order logo. You can't come with us. I mean, you've been helpful in bringing us here, but going forward you'd only slow us down. I beg to differ. On the contrary, I

possess intimate knowledge of scrolls, artifacts and relics. Not to mention, I have a photographic memory and a pension for the arcane. If you're going to the Order of Hyperian Sages, you don't just want me by your side, you need me. Now, come on, let's go. Serious logo will lead the way. Good luck either serious logo, But be careful chasing shadows or you will find them chasing you. And there are three of you. Now, have you retrieved the orb? Vice Scholar,

not yet, but we are very close. All we need is more information to understand Lucia's motive for why she stole the orb Lucia the Wayward Pupil. Naturally, we'll have to search the private collection where it was stolen from for clue. Absolutely not, as long as I'm Vice Scholar of this order. Like I told you before, the private collection is strictly off limits to oxiders. The items are still undergoing study and are two live of the damage. They are only to be handled by those in the

Order with expert knowledge. Besides, there is nothing in are pertaining to these matters anyway. But Vice Scholar, no, the answer is no either. Now the head scholars funeral is this evening. The white smoke is already rising from the beacon to alert the public of his passing. There are to be no disturbances. Do I make myself clear? Yes?

Loud and clear. Good. The ceremony must proceed without a hitch to assure the populace that the orders affairs will resume as normal and we will remain the pillar of strength underpinning the community. As we speak, the funeral pyre is being prepared for the head Scholar's cremation ceremony. I must take my leave, and just so you're not tempted, no, that security will be arriving any moment to guard the

planet collection from the duration of the ceremony. Now, if you want to get paid, I suggest you get back out there. I want to see you back here in my office now. One either, we had to the private collection, but you heard the bi Scholar. We're not permitted access. Besides, we don't even know where within these vast halls the

collections located. Oh watch this, excuse me, Junior scholar. Yes, we three or the outside security team from any Shire hired to guard the Hyperian Sages private collection, you know, the room with the widgets and wadgets. We were hired by Dean you know who, Dean Ratio, Yes, Dean Ratio. He gave us very specific orders that we are to report directly to the Private Collection and not inform anyone of our arrival due to the confidential nature of the job.

The Private Collection found in the watchmaccall wing of the Order. Are you familiar with it, the Falsome Wing? Yes, of course right. We were on our way to the Falsome Wing, but we must have taken a wrong turn. These massive halls, you know, quite the labyrinth now, I know it's hold this umpteen times. But the thing, the jag that marks the wing, it's that a way right correct, The symbol of the owl head that marks the Falsome Wing. It's straight ahead and then left at the end of the hall.

That'll lead you directly to the private collection. Exactly as I thought. Thanks for the chit chat. Well, you three better get a move on before someone unauthorized enters. This is it the door to the private Collection. It's lies serious, come on, let's enter, ah either this collection is astounding. I've never seen so many rare texts, artifacts, and valuables all in one place. Not to mention the assortment of

curios out of these and obscura. But remember, stay focused on finding clues about the Amber organ a volume of the Old Mariner's Almanac. No remaining copies of the manuscript are known to exist. I can't believe it's here and right next to it. Oh, one of a kind marble engraved celestial glue, But the geographic coordinates appear to map to fictitious constellations and areas of the sky devoid of stars. It must be an early cartographical misprint. Interesting logo. This

collection is like a treasure drove of ancient knowledge. Shiny serious, don't I don't believe a life science mechanical fortune teller automaton. The machine's complex ranks, gears, and levers operate in unison to create the illusion that it's acting of its own volition and engineering marvel. In fact, the art of the automaton was thought to be lost, but here it is

fully functional and perfectly int at great. Maybe they'll use its crystal ball to protect the location of the Amber orb that seems to be our plane with YouTube fooling around, Okay, okay, the amber orb. The objects seemed to be arranged by nature of origin. Given the organic composition of amber, it should have been classified as part of the biogenic relic sessions over here. Ah, it appears this empty, square glass container mounted at the top of this wooden pedestal must

have served as the amber orb display case. There's even a descriptive plaque confirming my suspicions. Amber orb with skull incased, date unknown, origin unknown. How strange a skull inside the amber orb? Of what creature? Look on the pedestal space? Someone scratched words into the wood for lies locked away in gilded cages. The Order shall return to the darkest ages. This is the end of the hyperion sages. It's a threat, taunting the order. I sense another presence as at work here.

There's more to lucious disappearance than the amber orb. Umbra. I need to take off my amulet. I have to see for myself what happened? Now? Are you sure didn't Urian say something about it? Warding off? It's the only way. If I let Umbra in, I might find the truth in the entra me he lapsed either He's either okay, I'm all right the tone of the dead. There's a message hidden in it. That book should be over this way in the funerary text section. Here the back of

the book. Either those are just the blank pages that book end the text. Sometimes there's more than meets the eye. Seriously, give me a candle off the wall. When the paper is exposed to the flame, the writing will reveal itself. Look, huh, how is that possible? Invisible ink made from sisters juice. Here it's a letter to my dearest love. I long for the day when we no longer have to correspond

in secret and hide our truth from the order. Since our last night together, I've missed you more than can be put in words. I've never been so lost as I am now without you by my side. But I know our hearts were made bound. I fear this final letter maybe have written too late to reach you, but it is not in vain, for we will be reunited soon. When you burn, my body will burn with you, and I will find you in the intra. May our unborn child be spared from this life. You're guiding light now

and forever, Lucia, Ah. I didn't think the stages were allowed to have romantic relationships, they're not. Lucia and the head Scholar wrote each other letters in this book to communicate in secret. They hid their forbidden affair. Candle wax drippings on floor, still warm. Lucia, here in order, serious is right? The trail of candlewax leads just outside the door to the staircase. Staircase that leads to the roof. There's nothing up there but the beacon fire. Come on

before it's too late. Hey, you three stop order secure by scholar. You're expected of the funeral pigher Momentarily were you three doing in the plant of connection? Quick the stairs amber Orb of eternal Death. You've shown me ancient memories of worlds long forgotten. I've lived your dreams of days gone by, and learned your knowledge of the secrets and hidden one thought lost to space and time. It was all never so distant. You've shown me. The lives

we lead in this plane are not fact but fiction. Lucia, put down the orb, back away from the fire. It's not you talking a human skull inside the orb. But how is that possible? It takes millions of years for ember to fossilize the world must be older than we know. The private collection is the preserved knowledge. It's the variant. They shadow truths and phantom realities crystallize in my mind as your darkness takes hold and descends upon my soul. I give my life to you, and I'm yours forever,

eternal in time. Umbra, be my guide on the inner plane and illuminate my path to Lucia. Please don't do this. Umbra is using your despair to hurt you, and only making you think that the Amber or will reunite you with your lover at the tolling of the funeral bell. Cast me away in a pillar of black smoke, darkest night, and shroud the world and shut so only fear you

are true. Oh No, Lucia's planning to sacrifice herself in the flames and turned the beacon's white smoke black, covering the land of darkness, shall expose the order and break the spirit of the city, so Amber can attack. We have to stop her. All the time is come. With each toll of your lasting morn tis outside you, my love Eve the good I'll deal with. Lucia. Stop this foolishness like ones and get away from the fire. Ah By Scholar, you don't understand Lucia's going to bring down

the order Silence. You've got enough. But ah, my blood blackest, vile and hottest cold burns clean to feel the fire, Lucia, what do you think you're doing? This can all be over. Just return the old two bodies burning is one eternal and flame like remains preserved in ember Lucia. This won't bring back the head, Scholar, My love see you on the other side in the I will be your bride for me. The air Or gets into the fire, m hmm. The amber Or has been lost to the world in flames.

It'll be nothing more than molten rocks. Good you three, you're free to go. Released from the assignment. We'll take care of Lucia, right, Scholar, Now we go, Sir, I agree, let's leave. Point. What about our payment? The Amber Orb was never returned, but at least its knowledge has been kept safe from the public. There are some truths we are not yet ready to learn. But now that the orb is destroyed, your payment is that you get to leave with your lives. Go before I change my mind.

So in review the mission to recover the satellite dish for the agency. First we head to the molayer deep in the Azrael Desert. Then once we've secured the satellite dish, we'll travel across the desert to liberate at the lighthouse drop off point located at the opposite end. It'll be like an adventure Stirkman, stick around, It's okay. We'll complete

the mission. Make it home a matter the path onward timperre Intquest created by Michael Freiberg, a production of I Hear Radio and Astro Media Executive produced by Michael Freiberg and I Hear Radio, co produced by Adam Raimunda and Chelsea English Sound Design and mixed by Dennis Denbeck. Music

by Trey Toy. Performances by Matthew Brissard, Ether, Mike Leibovitz, Serious Mike Kaplan Logo, Lucy poul Umbra featuring Avalon Penrose, Lucia ethan herscheinfeldt by Scholar Pat Swearingen, Urien Nick, Nanny Kingpin, Tyler Fisher, Streetcard, Vender, Gian Kostanzo Young Merchant, Hannah Madiso Junior Scholar, director and head writer Michael Freiberk, Writers Tom Delgado and Will Julian, story editor Chelsea English Dialogue editor

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