"FETCH! TYRIS! BAALPHZON! TRIP! ", shouted Surry into the cold empty house.

She wondered where her companions had gone. She was busy at the grove and the hall of records for the last few days and didn't have time to return to the manor, however she expected some sign of her allies.

"Hey, you called a meeting or something? ", said a deep voice behind him. Surry turned and shrugged as Dietrich , Yasmina, Henrietta and Vanna were at the doorstep. They weren't exactly her adventuring companions, but she fought against demons with them, and her list of allies were few.

"I don't see any sign of them. There'e no sign of a struggle. The weather is too cold for them to go play outside with Hush. Where are they?." said Surry while waving at the closed window. The first autumn snow had already fallen several days ago, and the bitter Grom cold was already upon them. Even though Grom was further south then the northern wastes, the winters was just as cold and fierce.

Dietrch nodded, "Aye , she really dislikes the cold. Other then that , a delightful little girl. "

Henrietta looked at Dietrch curiously," You don't mind she's a tiefling? I thought northerners had deep rooted hatred for them. I must confess my people have deep rooted fears of them too , but once you get to know her , she is a wonderful child."

Dietrch sighed,"It's true the northern knights have battled tieflings ever since the first chaos rifts appeared. However, I know first hand that people shouldn't be judged by their bloodlines. "

Henrietta regarded the knight with approval, "A most commendable stance. Did you experience something similar in the past? A villainous relative? A friend with tainted blood perhaps?"

Dietrch ignored the gnome as he tried to divert the conversation elsewhere. The knight examined the coat racks , near the door. " Their cloaks are still here, and there's some smaller cloaks as well. Halflings or gnomes perhaps?"

Henrietta shook her head, and used her best mechanical voice, " They aren't halflings, notice the small boots. "

Yasmina gave a girlish giggle at her Trip impression," A good observation, but that just adds to the mystery. Sir Fetch and his companions are missing, and some gnomes or children are missing as well."

As the small group wondered the fate of the cleric, suddenly a glowing portal covered with mystic runes appeared in the middle of the room. Dietrch readied his weapon, and Surry prepared a spell . Vanna took a step forward to block Henrietta and Yasmina from any attack.

The door opened, and Frieki ran through, followed by several shrieking laughing children . Surry and her group looked bewildered , but soon relaxed as Fetch came out of the portal holding Hush on his shoulder.

"Hey look! Its your sister Surry, and the rest of the gang. Say hello to the nice troublemakers. ", Fetch said while waving at the group.

"Hello !", said the small child with barely visible horns.

Tyris , Trip and Baalphzon followed Fetch out of the mysterious door, and greeted the group. They proceeded to help dress the children and waved them as they made their way out of the house.

Baalphzon shook his head at Surry , "You would think the high cleric of the god of war has better things to do with his magic. Stuff like this is what caused the magic to collapse in Amarath. "

Surry wasn't sure what the imp was refering to and stuck her head inside the portal. She quickly pulled it out. " You...You...made a demi plane? WHY? HOW?"

Fetch shrugged and turned to Baalphzon, " Hey , it won't kill anyone if I make a little playground for Hush and the neighbors. Its way too cold for her to play out side anyways. "

Fetch then turned to Surry, " You gave me the idea by the way. Technically its only a temporary plane, I don't have enough cash to make it permanent, but it lasts quite a while. "

Dietrch and the others tepidly walked through the portal and quickly came out.

"Looks like a park. ", shrugged Dietrch.

"AIIEEE ! What is this abomination of nature? What are you! ", cried Henrietta.

Yasmina simply curtsied , " Your powers are equal to that of the greatest Genies in the City Brass. It is an honor to serve you. "

Surry was in shock but quickly recovered, "Ok , I don't even want to know . If you wanted to have a play ground, you could had Trip build you one."

Trip chirped, "I built the benches and the swings!"

Fetch laughed, "Yes you did my friend. If you weren't so good at shooting bad guys, you could surely be a carpenter or something. Anyways, why are you all here? "

Surry breathed deeply, "I guess you didn't get my message. We need to talk. Fetch, Tyris, Trip. this is important."

Fetch sensed the seriousness of the wizard. He gave the tired and now sleepy Hush a light kiss on the head , and handed her off to Tyris. Tyris took a step and vanished from sight with the child. "Ok, lets talk in the kitchen."

Tyris reappeared a short while later and exchanged some words with Fetch. Surry tried to listen in but it was the coded babble the two sometimes used. Even her comprehend language spell was unable to decode their speech. She assumed by the way they smiled it had something to do with Hush.

Surry waved everyone to sit down and remain quiet as Henrietta began laying out papers and scrolls on the table.

Surry began, "As you know my Grove was attacked recently by demon baboons. This is not unique however, if you ask anyone on the streets they will tell you that the town was plagued by demon baboon attacks last year. The guard would fend them off when they attacked , but they would eventually return. The main problem is there was no way to find or track the nest. "

"The city would have been thrown into chaos, possibly dissolve even from these attacks, however something had caused the attacks to stop or at least occur in very limited and controlled amounts. "

"Recently Fetch had stopped a mysterious black carriage , apparently stopping a vampire from kidnapping a prostitute. Tyris and Trip continued where he left off and destroyed several covens of undead , before being stopped by Lord Kerr himself."

"Before I became Treekeeper, the last priestess ,Talia, had coaxed several elves to sell themselves into slavery to pay for the Tree of Life's taxes. Upon further investigation , she only sold some of the elven slaves, the rest were used for other darker purposes."

"These events seemed unrelated, but when I examined closer with magics and my own deductive reasoning, I discovered something shocking."

"Apparently , there is a powerful entity underneath the city that demands sacrifices. At first it would send marauding demons to capture them, but recently a deal was struck with those in power to curb the attacks. The demon's were not satisfied though and had procured alternate means to gather victims."

Fetch scratched his head,"Those in power you say? Like Father Ferdinand?"

Surry looked at Fetch and gave him a "are you stupid look. ", " No...try Lord Kerr himself. It seems our beloved Knight Commander Governor had promised 20 sacrifices a month to this mysterious power. He would provide them through mostly legitimate means, legalized slavery, prisoners of war, captured criminals ext. If he was short he would use alternate means to meet his quota."

Dietrch smiled "Ahh, he would adopt Tiefling orphans. He would use the pretense of helping them out but actually store them in a pocket dimension when he needed them. I always thought whoever was doing that was suspicious. "

Surry shook her head, "No Dietr...you're talking about Fetch here. The vampires that were slain were his special minions. However...it seemed they were playing both sides, and used Kerr's protection to capture extra sacrifices for this dark power in exchange for power and presumably wealth and magic. The vampires weren't the only tools at this dark power's disposal, it had influence over other groups as well. "

Fetch raised his hand and blurted, "Hoaglie? Was he supplying this guy?"

Surry rolled her eyes, "No, although that was actually a good guess. The arena would be a useful place to get sacrifices, but Hoaglie is motivated by greed, he would make more money getting his slaves to fight then risk being a middleman. One of the groups that were swayed by this "power" was the inner circle of the Treekeepers. They would chose followers that met their criteria and convince them to sacrifice themselves to keep their religion going. Most thought they would be just fighting in the arena , unaware of the dark fate that awaited them."

Fetch was getting confused," I still don't understand what's going on here. " Several other members of the table nodded their heads as well. "What are we suppose to be fighting and why? It seems we've stumbled into some grand plot half way finished or something. "

Surry sighed in frustration," Ok short summary. Bad guys underneath town. Bad guys demand sacrifices . Town can't defend against bad guys so decide to secretly work with them and provide a set number of sacrifices. Bad guys greedy , they hire contractors to get more sacrifices. Fetch and company stops some of these contractors inadvertently. Bad guys don't like Fetch. Any questions?"

Trip raised his hand tentatively, " I find it hard to believe that the town can't stop these bad guys. Lord Kerr defeated Tyris and myself , I'm just a war halfling, but Tyris is ...well she's Tyris. No one beats her. "

"Lord Kerr is indeed powerful, I haven't had much dealings with Royal Adventurer's but he's suppose to be one of their "heavy hitters". The opponent we face gives even him pause."

Fetch pondered this, "I've dealt with Royal adventurers before. They are pretty powerful and independent, but I always thought they were a cooperative organization. If whatever is below the city too powerful, can't he call reinforcements?"

Surry pointed to Yasmina. The young man stepped forward and cleared his throat. "I might be able to answer this. Although I serve Lord Kerr , I have a personal stake in this situation. Lord Kerr may be powerful, and he may be able to challenge the evil below the city, however he does not wish to directly challenge it. He rather keep the status quo then risk destroying the city in an all out war. For a long time he could not strike at his foe, there is a portal that prevents passage to under the city unless a proper key is had. Only a few keys exist, one obviously the evil forces have, the other was recently recovered. Lord Kerr took the key and had it sealed in a place called "The Great Vault". A band of adventurers attempted to breach the vault and retrieve the key...they..they were never heard from again." . Yasmina turned away and he softly began to cry. Dietrch hesitated a second, but soon held onto the young man.

"Did we have to see that...really.", grumbled Fetch. Tyris silenced him with a sharp elbow to the ribs.

After an awkard minute, Yasmina recovered. " I knew the adventurers that attempted to retrieve the key. My..my husband was amongst them. They were not unlike yourselves. They fought the southern Demon Horde, they even managed to entomb an ancient dragon, but they were still unable to recover the key."

"I assume our goal is to destroy these"bad guys", if so can we tunnel or use magic to gain entry ?", asked Trip.

Fetch interrupted,"Wait , wait...it sounds like you all are in agreement that we will assault this evil under the town directly. "

Surry looked at Fetch, "Well, you wanted to stop the missing slaves. We happen to find out its a powerful entity of some sort. Here's your chance to stop it."

Fetch sighed, "I have no problems breaking into a dungeon and slapping guys around like we use to in Mammoth Keep. However, Lord Kerr pretty much told me to stay out of the vampire, and presumably underground evil affairs. If we're gonna do this, we should talk to him first."

Surry stared at Fetch intently, "Have you been listening? Lord Kerr doesn't want to rock the boat here. He keeps his city complacent while the evil under the city grows and feasts on sacrifices , what makes you think he will allow you to battle this evil. More likely you will alert him of our intentions, and we will make another enemy in this city. Also...much of our information has come from Yasmina here, he only volunteered this because his husband fell battling this evil, what do you think Kerr would do if he finds out one of his own aides gave out secret information?"

Fetch stared intently back," I gave my word that I would be loyal to Kerr, and until I confront him with these statements I will remain loyal. If his answers to my questions are not sufficient then I will seek another path. He seems like a reasonable person. He already spared Tyris's and Trip's life, so he obviously isn't as merciless as you portray him to be. If Yasmina is in danger, I will place him under my protection. If the "element of surprise" is lost then so be it. I won't be accused of doing stuff behind his back."

Surry considered his statement and shrugged, "As you wish. Be aware that Lord Kerr has the ability to strip away all your spells . Your magic won't save you."

Fetch chuckled,"No magic? bah ! You realize there was no magic at all where I grew up , right? "

Fetch arrived at Lord Kerr's mansion. He didn't have an appointment, but he was apparently expected. The young captain was dressed in his old breast plate, with a Grommish tabard, and only had his hammer by his side. Baalphzon was the only companion he took, he was in the form of a ferret and was resting on his shoulder.

Fetch looked behind him, and suspected Tyris was following , but he could never be sure.

"I'm pretty sure she is watching Sharliss", thought Baalphzon mentally," She already knows she's no match for Kerr. "

Fetch nodded as he was led into Kerr's mansion. Fetch marvelled at the intricate stone carvings decoration his mansion. Most were highly detailed statues, some were in calm sitting poses, but most were sculpted to show surprise and fear.

"Those aren't statues you know. Lord Kerr turned them to stone with his eyes. I'm sure you've guessed by now. It's hard to tell sometimes from that thick fog of thought you have. ", thought the imp.

"Lord Kerr is a Medusa? I thought they were women? Or is he a basilisk, I thought they were 6 or 8 legged lizards.",wondered Fetch.

"Are you for real?...Sovereign...always looking at you... constantly observing things...being of supreme magical power with anti magic capabilities...he's some sort of shape changed beholder. ", the imp thought in surprise at the cleric's lack of deductive skills.

"Beholder? Like a spectator or an observer?", thought Fetch.

"I assume you do not mean the lawful eye tyrants from Mechanus, ", sighed the imp," No I mean beholder, a mythical magical beast ...looks like a giant armored ball with eye stalks , each eye has a unique and deadly magical power. "

"Oh ...your pulling my leg now aren't you. Ball with magical eyes...that's as silly as Flumphs , Zomanpions, lava children, and Ant Tigers...they don't really exist. They are just mythological beasts made up by drunks.", laughed Fetch to himself.

"Flumphs are silly but real...lava children are stupid but real... Zomanpions are another name for Zombie Scorrow ...and Ant Tigers. shudder don't laugh about them or you might end up armless with shovels tied to your feet...and beholders are definitely dangerous, powerful and very very real. ", cautioned Baalphzon.

The cleric rolled his eyes, "Yeah right."

Fetch had thought he had the biggest house in the city, but was sadly mistaken as he was led through Lord Kerr's expansive mansion. He marveled at the palatial building and wondered how much of his hard earned taxes went into its construction. When he finally reached the destination the servant indicated that Fetch's ferret was not to be let in. Fetch agreed and placed Baalphzon under the servant's care.

The cleric entered a large study, and was greeted by 2 familiar men.

"I told you he was going to come...pay up.", chuckled Ferdinand.

Lord Kerr sighed as he stared at a small pouch which then levitated across the room to the old priest, "Sigh ,I suppose this means you're gonna ask me for permission to do battle against the evil that lives under the city."

Fetch wasn't quite sure what was going on but nodded, "I don't know what it is, or what deal you have made with it, but I can't let it continue. Unless you give me a good reason , I come to either ask for your support or to warn you of my actions."

Ferdinand laughed, " HAH! "Give me a good reason?", if it was one of your regular cronies Kerr...that would mean "Give me a bribe "...but young Captain Fetch isn't like that is he. He actually demands an explanation."

Kerr motioned Fetch to take a seat. "Are you sure you are capable of defeating the evil under the city? Do you even know what horror lives beneath the city?"

Fetch wasn't sure of the answer, "Errr...Ant tigers?"

Ferdinand laughed, "Oh I didn't see that one coming... and I'm a seer. "

Kerr shook his head, "A demi god of some sort lives below the city, she is surrounded by demons, and worse. She is not to be underestimated, she exists by capturing and presumably draining or devouring other gods or goddesses. She also enjoys snacking...on the youth, beauty and vitality of mortals. She has the ability to strike us whenever she wants, and we can do nothing to strike back at her. We could battle her, but we would eventually lose, and the city would burn around us. We currently have a truce with this ...creature... the cost is high...but the alternative would be worse. We promised her 20 sacrifices a month as long as they meets her standards . We gain them through foreign slave markets, or criminals...I'm afraid when we don't meet this quota we have to employ "alternative " means to make up that number. Unfortunately our ...partners... have decided that 20 is not enough and sought other arrangements. Fortunately your wife put and end to this, but our truce has now become more tenuous and fragile. I understand your frustration and believe me I would like nothing more then to rid ourselves of this "evil", but I will not risk the entire city on the swords of adventurers. Royal or not."

Ferdinand smiled,"I on the other hand, would rather die fighting then be slaves on our knees. Unfortunately my opinion does not sway Lord Kerr."

Kerr looked at Fetch, "I assume you are here, because you think you are the chosen one ...correct?"

Fetch wasn't sure what they were talking about. He found that happened a lot these days, but he developed a subtle strategy in dealing with situations like this. He nodded slowly and pretended to understand.

Kerr laughed,"Apparently you do not know the full prophecy. Ferdinand, will you do the honors?"

Ferdinand cleared his throat, "Well as you know I have the gift of foresight, sometimes its quite clear. For example, buy all the land you can in Lower Lueders, sell all the land you can in Upper Lueders. Other times its quite cryptic, "Great risk brings great rewards". When I attempted to divine what was needed to slay the evil beneath the city ,I was directed to a poem written a century ago by another seer, the gods that govern these visions directed this seer to write some 30 page epic poem. It's in an old archaic tongue, and I hope my translation is accurate. I won't bore you with the details but I will paraphrase it for you. Apparently a great hero will vanquish the evil, he will be known for his 12 legendary traits.

1) A hero of the land, ...which you definitely are.

2) Grew up an orphan amongst Gods, Kings, Legends. ... I don't know your history but it was pretty clear on the multiple Gods part. So I doubt that's you.

3) Walked amongst the land of demons with no fear. Difficult but not impossible to do. I hear the northern Scar is a demonic land, and journies to the abyss are rare but not unheard of.

4) Led a host to defeat a Fell horde . A horde or host in ancient times means 100,000 foes. A fell horde is 500,000. The tales of your exploits from the north should qualify, though they do sound exaggerated to me.

5) Defeated a Demonlord. Your defeat of Yeenoghu should count.

6) Defeat an Archduke of Hell . Once again your defeat of Bel should count.

7) Lover of a Saint. There's very few people that qualify for the title of Saint in this world. The Deacon of Koryis, Tyranna the Silent, the Mistress of the Lionblade... From my understanding, lover means in a physical and a spirtual sense. So again that is a no.

8) Betrothed to Entropy. This implies an actual divine being from the plane of entropy , so again that is a no.

9) Friends to the King of Demons. I believe it refers to Alphonso, since Alphonso is gone, that is another no for you.

10) Allied to the Grandfather of Assassins. An old term , no longer used. Basically means top killer in the land. I would have said no , but Kerr told me that you once had his seal. So reluctantly I will say you qualify on this .

11) Tamed a greater pitfiend. I assume they refer to one of the dark 8. The ruling council of pitifiends . So again no.

12) Oh this one kills me, Have a grandchild that is older then he is. From what I understand, you've adopted a tiefling recently. From what I've heard she's much to young to have children let alone grandchildren. So this is a definite no. I don't even know how you can have children older then you, let alone grandchildren.

So by my count, that's 6 out of 12. A very impressive list of deeds, but it does not qualify you to slay the goddess however."

Kerr interrupted," 7 out of 12. It has come to my attention that the spirit of Alphonso has taken mortal form , and he's one of the Captain's close friends. "

The old cleric appeared stunned by the revelation, "Alphonso the Dynast is back? Really...that is grim news indeed. But that is still barely half the needed requirements. The prophecy was quite clear that the hero had all 12 of the deeds and attributes. Even though I am a seer, I think them more as guidelines then actual qualifications, however Kerr here will not officialy sanction an expedition without the criteria met."

Kerr growled, " Don't even think of sending more people to the Great Vault again Ferdinand, your last expedition tested our friendship."

"Friendship? We're friends? More like convenient allies...sigh, but I relent. The last expedition was poorly executed, I was thinking more with my heart then my head. I should of saw that the people I chosen were not ready, both in skills and mental fortitude. I shoulder the blame for their failure and their loss.", the old cleric seemed drained from his statement and he slumped in his chair, recollecting those he sent to their doom.

Fetch shook his head, "I will admit I did not know of this prophecy you speak of, some of those qualifications seem pretty crazy. Infact I don't even know if I qualify for some of the tasks you attribute to myself. For example , I didn't lay a finger on Yeenoghu. I was there for the fight and did some healing, but it was all Sir Hildraxels doing."

Ferdinand's eyebrow raised,"Sir Hildraxel ? The tales I was told said it was a knight named Sir Feyaxel...well that would explain somethings. Still, it doesn't matter if you did anything or not, if you were there it still counts for flagging purposes."

Fetch looked puzzled, "Flagging? I recall them handing out souvenir tabards, but I didn't recall getting a flag. Hmm I think I still have mine." The young cleric searched in his pack and dug out a wrinkled tabard. It read "I helped killed Yeenoghu and all I got was this stupid Tabard."

Kerr rolled an eye, while the other continue to stare at the Captain, "Flagging is a term refering that you qualified for a complicated quest. You need all 12 flags to qualify."

Fetch shrugged, "I was the Warmaster for the Great host, but technically Grand Champion Erland led the army, also I did less against Bel then Yeenoghu, all I did was watch my buddy Frank make him mad."

Ferdinand shook his head, "Doesn't matter , you were present for Bel, and you were given the title of Warmaster, both flag you for this quest."

Fetch simply replied , "Regardless if I qualify or not for this quest , I will do whatever it takes to stop this evil. With or without your help or blessing."

Kerr nodded,"You understand if I openly assisted you , that the demons will see that as the end of our arrangement. Demonic battles will rage in the streets till the city is destroyed or abandoned. I can not condone this. However, the Treekeeper has shown me evidence that the demons have attempted to circumvent our deal. That makes me very displeased. I appreciate that you came to me directly , it would have been much easier if you attempted subterfuge. I will make a concession to you. I will not officially assist or interfere with your mission to destroy the evil under the city, however those under me will still act to stop you. I still believe in the prophecy , if you somehow accomplish those other 5 impossible flags then things might change, but for now you only have to worry about my minions stopping you. I'm sure you've met my henchman Zahzon. "

Fetch held out his hand, "Wait a minute. let me get this straight, You've given me unofficial permission to attempt to destroy the evil, as long as I do it in secret and not alert your cronies. Even though you don't think I'll succeed you want me to punish the demons for breaking their end of the deal?"

Kerr looked at Ferdinand and winked, "And you said this boy was an idiot. He's much more clever then you give him credit for. "ยด

Fetch thanked the old cleric, and the governor before leaving the study. He mentally thought,"Did you get all that Baalphzon? Cuz I sure don't understand."

Baalphzon cackled in his mind, "Oh I got it...every word."

"You know its hard to believe but you actually qualify for 11 of the 12 deeds.", said the imp as they plotted back in Fetch's manor.

"Grew up among Gods, Kings, and Legends. you definitely qualify for.", said Baalphzon.

Fetch shook his head, "Wait a second. Gods as in plural. Only god I know is the drunk. And I'm not even sure if he's a god. I'm assuming Cook was the former high priest of Rawk, and Hero is the Champion of the Boar, but I'm still missing one god, and a few kings."

Surry rolled her eyes at Fetch's stubbornness ."What..ever... I'm living proof of the lover of a Saint part. so thats 9 out of 12. And I believe , although Tyris has renounced her path of entropy , she still has enough connections to that plane to qualify as a "flag" . So that's 10 out of 12. but sorry Baalphzon , I still think its more likely you're an insane imp then a member of the dark 8. "

Baalphzon smiled," When Fetch here destroys this evil, it will just prove my identity."

Henrietta mind boggled as she heard the deeds that Fetch had done, "This is making my head hurt, are you telling me this guy that Vanna threw out of my shop like some common vagrant, is some epic hero or something. Someone that rubs shoulders with gods, friend to legendary heroes, allied to the vilest of villains, and leaders of vast armies?"

Dietrch shook his head and whispered to the gnome, "I think Kerr had some of those Black Lotus snorting parties. They all sound confused."

Yasmina coughed a womanly cough to try to get the groups attention, " Pardon me, although its hard to believe , even if he qualifies for 11 of the 12 "flags". He is still missing one. Having a grandchild older then he is. Having a child older then him is impossible enough. Although Mistress Surry here qualifies for this, even if she had a child right now, the baby would be 21 years too young to qualify."

Trip responded, " I was there when Fetch revealed he was Surry's father , it came as a shock to everyone , especially to Fetch and Surry. To my understanding it was due to the northern mists. Which after the destruction of the gnoll horde has drastically been reduced. From my understanding they only exist around the Iceberg of Ogremoch, and the Great Plateau. Would it be possible to get Surry impregnated now, then run Fetch to the mists to duplicate that effect."

Surry stared at Trip, and he suddenly immolated. The warforged shrieked and ran around the room aflame , till Fetch put him out with some water he created. The wizard was visibly angry but calmed down," Sorry about that.", she muttered a few arcane words and the warforge's damage was mystically repaired.

Baalphzon shook his head, "From my understanding the mists are unpredictable , there's no telling what the difference of time flow occurs between here and inside them. Secondly, if we did enact that plan, that would mean Fetch would be gone for a minimum of 22 years, possibly longer. I do not think we seek a solution that far along."

Baalphzon then flew to the window, "Third, I don't think its possible to get anyone willing to couple with Surry !", the imp laughed while diving out the window . Surry flew in a rage and bounded to the window , drawing her bow out of thin air and firing shots at the fleeing imp.

Dietrch chose his next words carefully,"Err how about Surry's twin. She said she has a brother. Could we coax him to bear a child and then use the mists?"

Surry stopped her shooting and laughed," HAH! GOOD LUCK! I've been trying to set him up with my friend Calla since we were kids. Its like he doesn't see breasts or something. If he isn't attracted to that tail , then you're barking up the wrong tree. The androgynous elven blood of his or something. Hey...wait...what about Fyrisvellir?"

Fetch scratched his head,"Who?"

Surry looked at Fetch in surprise, " Fy..ris..vel...lir... your daughter from the other world."

Fetch was stunned, "Oh that's her name? She told me it was Bloodshadow or Redshadow or something like that. I don't think she actually counts, since technically she's not our daughter, and I'm pretty sure she's back home now. I gave her a couple thousand gold the last I saw her, to get back home. ...and how do you know about her?"

Surry shrugged and motioned to Tyris who was obviously hurt by Fetch's rejection of Bloodshadow." Step mum, tells me stuff. "

"Do you consider Hush one of your children?",asked Yasmina.

Fetch nodded, "Of course I do. She's not my blood, but she's my child. Oh wait...I see. I fucked up again. "

Fetch felt stupid at the revelation and looked to Tyris to apologize. She simply smiled as she understood his sudden enlightenment.

"Perhaps this other world daughter is the answer to our problems. Maybe time works differently on her world. Perhaps when she returned to her world, she settled down , had children and they are grown up now.", continued Yasmina.

Tyris shook her head," Her dimension and our dimension share similar time frames. Their world is almost an exact duplicate of our own save one major event and some minor details. Also before we get to that line of questioning, I'm sure little Hush is not the solution to our problem."

Fetch stood up, "You know what, I don't care if I'm the chosen one or whatever, my plan doesn't change. We're gonna go down there , and beat the hell out of this evil goddesses or whatever. "

Surry smiled, "I knew it would come to this, that's why I have Henrietta sitting in on these meetings."

The gnome elf smiled at Surry's attentions.

"She's very talented you know. Not only is she an accomplished wizard, she is an expert at constructs, magical lore, and most importantly a master alchemist. Whatever door or wall is blocking our way, I'm sure enough dragon powder will solve.", smiled the half elf.