I finally found a reason for somebody to say to my pseudo-Celts, "I need someone to go down to Lost Property".
It's the little things, you know?
More seriously, there's this bit of dialogue on the same page:
“I was there last time. The last time the Madman and the King visited their particular brand of change upon your kind. They dug up the head of the Blessed Crow from atop the White Hill of Caer Lundein and lifted it skyward, anointing themselves in the blood of the gods, and in plain view of kings, gods, men, beast and fairy-folk, declared themselves protectors of the land forever more.”
I think this one's a little messy, but I like the gist of it. It's the first real hint that my heroes might be part of something bigger than themselves.