Playtime is OVER! To Work!

Days pass, and the adventurers learn little about the happening of the Golems and the Pack. They see everyday events, but private meetings are magically protected against intrusion by magical means.

The discovery that there were actually MORE than on Synizn had been interesting.

The fact that this worlds Malachi Droconis never seemed to leave the boarders of Aethiopia (or did the locals call it Ethiopia), drew puzzled glances. Their Malachi always seemed to be on the move. But one thing WAS for certain, that the analog dragonness somehow had gained control of that land. The humans even cheered and tried to hug her when she arrived on the scene.

"This isn't getting us anywhere where we need," Fred mutters, tired of the squinting through the cyrstal ball. "We need to go out and physically get the information!"

"Actually....." Sigin murmurs, remembering a project he and Synizn (his Synizn) had worked upon a decade or so ago. "I might have something that'll get us all the information we might need....but it's got drawbacks!"

1. "You mean using the Crystal trap?" Malachi asks skeptically. "Didn't that have a few undesiared.....effects on people?"

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