Chapter 367
Quentin Travers arrived in Sunnydale on Thursday April 4th. He went immediately to see Rupert Giles. Giles had actually been looking forward to spring vacation starting tomorrow. This could've been like a honeymoon with Jenny. But when he saw Quentin he knew this was becoming less likely. Travers presented Giles with a small chard of glass.
Giles: What is this?
Quentin: The Chalice of life, part of it anyway.
Giles: Really? The Chalice might be the very thing to stop the Master. Where is the rest?
Quentin: Centuries ago the Watcher's council feared that this Chalice was too dangerous for anyone to posses, that it could be used for evil. We split the Chalice into many different parts, and scatterred them.
Giles: Can we get the rest of it back?
Quentin: Yes. The Oracles have told me where the other pieces are.
Giles: You consulted the Oracles? You must be desperate.
Quentin: I am. And it seem that to save the world, there's just about nothing I wouldn't do. Our resources are spread pretty thin, mot of our manpower is trying to protect potential slayers. That's partly the reason I'm here. We need everyone we can get. I know you have allies here, possibly those who can get the rest of the Chalice. The fact that I'm asking for help from civilians, from president Wilkins, shows how much we need help right now.