((OOC - It has been a while, and I have yet to recieve a reply from Phaedra,
so I shall assume that she says yes.))

        Nodding thanks, and leaving the room, look forward with an intensity
that is almost frightening.  He looks to Amintha, and smiles, "About time I
told you what is going on...or atleast what I think is going on."
        As they walk down the hall, he begins his tale.
        "Back, about a year now, I was setting out of my home.  My head was
filled with delusions of granduer and I thought I was hero material.  I was
actually pretty good at it, saving a life here and their, improving a few
more about and around.  Then, one day after a long march, I found I had
wandered into some blasted, dryed wasteland..."  At this he adopts a pained
look.
        "Here, after being chased by a wraith, I met Charmak the Chaos.  For
about half a year, I was given to his 'gentle ministrations.'  He is the one
who gave me this scar you see.  After that hell, I was rescued by a pair of
dragonriders.  The last I saw of Charmak was his burtn skull, toppling from
the thrashing pyre that was his body.
        "The point of this story, however, is that, during that time of
torture, I overheard many things.  He talked of different worlds, beyond
ours.  He spoke of some artifact on this planet...he called it the 'Hammer
of God.'  Charmak said that he was hunting this item, so that he could
rejoin with the dimensional stream, and then use it's power to conquer his
homeworld, Tygeria."
        He keeps walking, and if they run into anyone, he will ask if they
wish to acompany him and Amintha.

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