Orphen sighed loudly as he buckled up his pack and stood up. He'd had another nightmare, that night, and this one was weird. The inn the two, Orphen and Magic, were staying at was a quiet place, with a few rays of sunlight shining in.

"At least this place isn't so gloomy." Majic said, though his voice was a little nervous. He surveyed the room and saw that the gift that Childman had given him a few months ago was lying on his bed.

"How'd this get here?" He asked, as he lifted it up and inspected the metal flute.

"I thought you'd like to have something to do while I'm gone, so I brought it along." Orphen said, his eyes looking out of a window.

Majic smiled at his words, and then sat upon his bed and started to play. He was actually pretty good at it, and Orphen knew that he'd be at it for hours.

"I'm going to go explore the caverns and the town, stay here till I get back. The inn keeper said lunch is at one, so don't expect me to be there." Orphen said as he walked over to Majic and listened to his music for a few minutes.

"I'm going." Was all that he said as he walked over to the cracked door and left the room. He walked purposely over the hard, wooden floors, and went outside to the town. After walking on a dirty road for about an hour, he saw the first signs of the cave.

He then stood in front of the entrance, and read the sign. "Miserir Cave, home to the Seras." "Hmm, nice place to live." He said sarcastically.

He went into the damp, dark, large cave, and his eye twitched everytime water dripped onto his head. "Cold...... very cold." He whispered, as he walked on. The cave was enormous, and filled with enough animal dropping to make Orphen gag.

"Not my kind of place." He whispered, his eyes rolling.

"It isn't?" Asked a voice from the shadows, and Orphen stopped cold.

"Who's there?" He asked, his voice ringing out into the cavern.

The voice didn't answer immediately, but when it did, Orphen listened.

"Your looking for someone, are you not?"

"I am." He replied, his eyes darting around to see who it was.

"She's going to keep fighting them, but if you dawdle in Serta, you'll be to late. Your young dragon woman isn't near here. I'd try the chain land if I were you?" Said the voice, thought Orphen thought it must be a woman.

"Chain land? The riddle. What do you know?" He inquired, his eyes and ears alert.

"That the young dragon won't long last, not without help anyway. Ruins and Relics, that's here. But chains and stairs, that's so very far yet not impossible." She replied, then he saw her step into his vision.

A young woman looked at him, her eyes hidden under her thick bangs, and her hands stretched outward.

Orphen cautiously approached the woman, and grasped her hands. They then dissipated.