As they followed the little spirit out of the cavern, they picked up interested clanners-Callypso and her boyfriend, Monte the White Monk and Mulgio the Warrior, members of the newest clan, which were a Ninja anda Summoner, and Bruno.

Irisa, to her credit, was amazingly fast, plus she could zip through solid walls. This, as wonderful as it was, was a nuisence for Kayalie, who kept on reminding her that although she was a spirit, they were not, and kept on having to call the little viera back.

Finally, at midday, Irisa hovered in the sky and vanished. They had arrived in Muscadet.

"Irisa thinks that Hopper's shooting people around here," Kayalie said. "Are you guys gonna help?" she demanded.

"Er, I guess."

"Well, look for a naughty little Thief with a bow and arrow-"

"No, look for a naughty-looking Archer that's terrible with an awkward-looking bow and probably seems like a Thief," Kayalie interrupted.

Kain and Dasmon pushed through. "We can track him down, but we'll need to corner him, or he'll get away."

"Oh," Kayalie said softly. "Hopper's in boiling water now."

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Lila was angrily scooping frozen treats out to little children. Curse that Larry! she thought angrily. Angry, angry, outraged at the clan leader! He specifically knew that she hated domestic work and preferred to go on mission concerning bandits and monsters.

"Cheer up, ol' pal," her twin Lilly said. The Elementalist smiled at a group of toddlers and their mother, who Lila reconized from an engagement. "Can't be that bad, I mean the little guys are adorable!"

The Assassin scowled. She knew that she must look hilarious in her Assassin uniform and the "Icy Bakery" apron, which was blotched all over with ice cream stains. The sword hung unused at her waist. Actually, not completely unused. Occasionally there had been some pretty frozen solid desert that didn't come out with even Lilly's strongest Fire Whip.

"Hey!" Lilly exclaimed. "What are they doing?" The Elementalist waved a huge metal spoon at a group of creatures.

An old Defender sniffed at the ground like a dog, followed by a young spear-wielding human. There was a motley assortmant of clanners following behind, probably mixes from at least three different clans.

"What are they doing?" Lilly asked again.

Dasmon knew that he looked silly sniffing out Hopper's trail like a Panther. But it was necessary, and years of dispatch missions accustomed him to doing the strangest things.

"Well?" Kayalie asked for the hundreth time.

"Hoolth oonth," Dasmon muttered from the ground.

...A hour later....

Chaos reigned.People were falling in love with each other at the rate of two couples per five minutes.

"Hopper is so dead!" Kayalie exclaimed.

...Another hour...

Dasmon took his nose off the ground and spit out dirt. "Blug! I lost the scent!"

"Oh no..." Kayalie lamented.

"But Hopper's gonna be back before the two days are up. Sorry, Kayalie," Bruno said, "but there's nothing else we can do."