Zecrono and Rexxy were walking funny, and were really stiff as if they had been sitting for quite some time.

"Damn fool, what happened? Where's that creep Inoruuk? He's gonna get it." Zecrono's voice was weak.

Rexxy replied, "What's a healer and a tank gonna do to a god?"

"Rex, c'mon dude. We've destroyed so many human cities."

"That's cuz we was gettin paid to do it by Endrea's dad...WHERE IS SHE?!" Rexxy panicked.

"Rex, chill dude. From the looks of it, we've been passed out for quite some time."

"What brings to to Fayspire Desert Ruins, friends?" A voice said. It was a Dark Elf. Zecrono reached for his knife, but pulled nothing out of his holster. "No need to attack, I am aware of your arival. It has been said you would come for thousands of years. Is it true you were sent to the future by our god himself?"

"Yeah, that bastard destroyed Fayspire!" Rexxy yelled in his face.

"Please friends, I do not believe the same beliefs in which the other Dark Elves do. I am merely a traveling preacher. A Dark Elf warrior who is head of the church in the small town of Dasstallas. I could give you a place to stay at the church."

"Dasstallas??? I've never heard of that place. Is it near here?" Zecrono said puzzled.

"Yes. You're standing on it's main road. It's a small town, but it's been my home for a while."

"Zec," Rexxy turned to Zecrono and whispered to him, "Should we? He's a Dark Elf. I don't know if we can trust him."

"I don't either," Zecrono whispered back in a low voice so the Dark Elf couldn't hear, "But we have no choice. If anyone knows this place better it's us, but we'd better keep a low profile, k?"

"k"

The Dark Elf was standing there very patiently. It was as if he had nothing better to do. "Are you coming with me? I really would love some company at the church."

"Yeah, we's comin." Zecrono said, "But first..."

"Yes?"

"We need to ask some questions," He finally said after a long pause.

"Sure, what's it you need to know?"

"What's your name?"

"My name is Baltos II"

"Ok Baltos, where are we?"

"You are in Central Fayspire Desert Ruins"

"Ok..never heard of that place but...one more thing..."

"Sure, anything?"

"What year is it?"

"It is the year 2055."

"WHAT?!"

"I know, it has been a long time for you. But..Please, let me explain what has happened as we walk to Dasstallas, ok?" Zecrono and Rexxy looked at each other, then nodded.