"Clyde?" said Deis, noticing the assassin approach from the direction they were heading. "How did you get here?" Zelgadis turned and eyed the man with caution.
"Well, that depends . . . where is here?" he asked stopping in front of Zelgadis and frowning at what he saw.
"Doesn't be so rude Clyde, this is Zel, he's the seventh." she said jabbing at him with her scepter, but missing on purpose. "As for where we are, we're in Diont's dream."
Clyde pulled down the cloth that was covering his face and raised an eyebrow,"Diont's dream?" the questioned, he was really confused now.
"Zel and I are here to find out how he's going to go about escaping when he wakes up." she answered, glancing down the path. Clyde's response was silence, this gave Zel the impression that he didn't talk much at all. "By the way . . ." said Deis looking back to Clyde,"Where have you been, why weren't you at the meeting place?"
Clyde leaned up against the rock wall and looked at the other two. He didn't quite know how to explain what had happened. "I got lost." he said calmly.
Deis slithered over to his side and looked at him,"But, how is it that you're here? Tell me about everything that happened. Did you run into serpents? Did you see Diont . . ." she began listing several things that could have happened but was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. "What can't you see . . . Gaspard?" she said turning around to see the Guru of Time.
"Just thought I should drop in to say 'hi'" he said in a non-joking tone. He looked to Clyde with a frown and towered over him, "Okay Clyde, what kind of mess have you gotten into this time." he ordered in a voice that resembled a parent scolding a child. "What was in the Obelisk?!"
Clyde folded his arms across his chest and looked up at the old man, uncaring, and as usual unafraid. "Dragon." he muttered. The old man stepped back and began pondering the situation. Since the beginning of the little interrogation, Zel had seated himself on the ground and was drawing symbols in the sand, the same ones that he remembered being on the ring. No one was paying any attention to him though. Deis was busy watching Gaspard who had begun to pace back and forth. As for Clyde, he was still wallowing in self-pity over the loss of his knife.
After a few moments Gaspard stopped and looked a Clyde sadly,"I'm sorry my boy, but it would appear that you're a victim of a Gorun Obelisk." he looked to Deis who seemed to understand what he was talking about.
"If that's so then that means there's a deformed Gorun running around devouring all that it can! The others are in danger!" she exclaimed looking to Clyde,"I'm so sorry Clyde." she said shaking her head, "I'm so sorry." Clyde just shrugged and sat down in the sand.
"I apologize for leaving you all like this, but I must warn the others." said Gaspard bowing to them all. He tapped the ground with the intent of disappearing, but he didn't. The expression on his face was a dark one. "I take that back I can't leave."
"Why not." said Zel, getting to his feet.
"Because Mr. Greywerds, our friend Diont knows we're here."
Tae Grif stood by Vorimoth, they were both watching the path that led deeper into the ravine. Janus, who was sitting by the sleeping bodies of Zel and Deis, leaned against the rock wall and tried to throw small stones into the well. After a few moments of that fun activity, Janus laid his hand on his scythe and closed his fingers around it. He stood and walked over to the well where the sleeping Gaspard stood, snoring loudly. What sort of person slept standing up anyway? Only one answer occurred to him, old men that involuntarily fall through time gates and end up at the end of time, that's who. He nodded snickering to himself. He had known the old man for longer than he could remember, in fact his first experience with traveling through time was taken around the same time Gaspard took his. Of course his falling into a time hole had been an accident of sorts caused by the evil being lavos, but his mother hadn't been all too eager to rescue her 'baby' either.
Scythe still in hand he approached Vorimoth and Tae, neither of them seemed to pay much attention to him. Janus began down the path a bit until he was out of the moonlight. Didn't seem to matter what time of day it was to him, it was always brighter than it should be. After a few minutes of dark solitude, he went back and stood in front of the well. He turned when he heard Tae growl. He disappeared then reappeared between his fellow warriors, both of which seemed to feel the presence of danger,"What's wrong," he muttered.
"There was a sound, it came from this path." answered Vorimoth, with his sword in hand.
"Get ready Magus, this creature isn't a pushover, I smell blood." growled Tae. Janus nodded and began to utter a spell.
He finished quickly and shot a fireball off in to the darkness ahead of them. His spell hit its target and there was a howl of pain followed by the sound of some animal charging. The three of them leapt out of the creature's path but Tae want quick enough and was caught under the beast's trample. Tae yowled but stood none-the-less, he wasn't hurt too badly, just a little shaken up. It was now that the three got a look at their opponent.
Janus cursed under his breath as he looked upon the creature,"Well shit, it's a Gorun.
"Well, that depends . . . where is here?" he asked stopping in front of Zelgadis and frowning at what he saw.
"Doesn't be so rude Clyde, this is Zel, he's the seventh." she said jabbing at him with her scepter, but missing on purpose. "As for where we are, we're in Diont's dream."
Clyde pulled down the cloth that was covering his face and raised an eyebrow,"Diont's dream?" the questioned, he was really confused now.
"Zel and I are here to find out how he's going to go about escaping when he wakes up." she answered, glancing down the path. Clyde's response was silence, this gave Zel the impression that he didn't talk much at all. "By the way . . ." said Deis looking back to Clyde,"Where have you been, why weren't you at the meeting place?"
Clyde leaned up against the rock wall and looked at the other two. He didn't quite know how to explain what had happened. "I got lost." he said calmly.
Deis slithered over to his side and looked at him,"But, how is it that you're here? Tell me about everything that happened. Did you run into serpents? Did you see Diont . . ." she began listing several things that could have happened but was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder. "What can't you see . . . Gaspard?" she said turning around to see the Guru of Time.
"Just thought I should drop in to say 'hi'" he said in a non-joking tone. He looked to Clyde with a frown and towered over him, "Okay Clyde, what kind of mess have you gotten into this time." he ordered in a voice that resembled a parent scolding a child. "What was in the Obelisk?!"
Clyde folded his arms across his chest and looked up at the old man, uncaring, and as usual unafraid. "Dragon." he muttered. The old man stepped back and began pondering the situation. Since the beginning of the little interrogation, Zel had seated himself on the ground and was drawing symbols in the sand, the same ones that he remembered being on the ring. No one was paying any attention to him though. Deis was busy watching Gaspard who had begun to pace back and forth. As for Clyde, he was still wallowing in self-pity over the loss of his knife.
After a few moments Gaspard stopped and looked a Clyde sadly,"I'm sorry my boy, but it would appear that you're a victim of a Gorun Obelisk." he looked to Deis who seemed to understand what he was talking about.
"If that's so then that means there's a deformed Gorun running around devouring all that it can! The others are in danger!" she exclaimed looking to Clyde,"I'm so sorry Clyde." she said shaking her head, "I'm so sorry." Clyde just shrugged and sat down in the sand.
"I apologize for leaving you all like this, but I must warn the others." said Gaspard bowing to them all. He tapped the ground with the intent of disappearing, but he didn't. The expression on his face was a dark one. "I take that back I can't leave."
"Why not." said Zel, getting to his feet.
"Because Mr. Greywerds, our friend Diont knows we're here."
Tae Grif stood by Vorimoth, they were both watching the path that led deeper into the ravine. Janus, who was sitting by the sleeping bodies of Zel and Deis, leaned against the rock wall and tried to throw small stones into the well. After a few moments of that fun activity, Janus laid his hand on his scythe and closed his fingers around it. He stood and walked over to the well where the sleeping Gaspard stood, snoring loudly. What sort of person slept standing up anyway? Only one answer occurred to him, old men that involuntarily fall through time gates and end up at the end of time, that's who. He nodded snickering to himself. He had known the old man for longer than he could remember, in fact his first experience with traveling through time was taken around the same time Gaspard took his. Of course his falling into a time hole had been an accident of sorts caused by the evil being lavos, but his mother hadn't been all too eager to rescue her 'baby' either.
Scythe still in hand he approached Vorimoth and Tae, neither of them seemed to pay much attention to him. Janus began down the path a bit until he was out of the moonlight. Didn't seem to matter what time of day it was to him, it was always brighter than it should be. After a few minutes of dark solitude, he went back and stood in front of the well. He turned when he heard Tae growl. He disappeared then reappeared between his fellow warriors, both of which seemed to feel the presence of danger,"What's wrong," he muttered.
"There was a sound, it came from this path." answered Vorimoth, with his sword in hand.
"Get ready Magus, this creature isn't a pushover, I smell blood." growled Tae. Janus nodded and began to utter a spell.
He finished quickly and shot a fireball off in to the darkness ahead of them. His spell hit its target and there was a howl of pain followed by the sound of some animal charging. The three of them leapt out of the creature's path but Tae want quick enough and was caught under the beast's trample. Tae yowled but stood none-the-less, he wasn't hurt too badly, just a little shaken up. It was now that the three got a look at their opponent.
Janus cursed under his breath as he looked upon the creature,"Well shit, it's a Gorun.
