The players are assembled. So the scene must be set. Some adventures begin in a small little hamlet. Some in the daydreams of a youngster staring up at the sky. Some by pure accident, and some by virtue existing solely because another adventure ended. For the sake of narrative, this adventure begins high above the clouds over the Mediterranean sea on the great airship, 'The Promethean', piloted by the only person rich and mad enough to go chasing after phantoms across the world. The only man willing and perhaps capable of organizing said hunts for relics, treasure, and glory - Cornelius Fontaine. Upon the end of his global tour of recruitment, a myriad of men and women from all walks of life were chosen to join his crew, at least for the time being - a magician's assistant, an engineering prodigy, a doctor, and a young scholar among them. The prelude is finished. The course is set. The destination announced - Cairo. Day in and day out the thrum of the engines fills the air, and an air of exited tension builds. What will they find? Who will they meet? What secrets will be learned, and what 'truths' forgotten? What lies inside... The Book of Thoth?