Rettick: "It's a long story. Do I know you? A creature like you came to Pyke just before I left, and i don't think there are many of you around here?"
Dragadon: "I don't remember. Who's the one running on ahead?"
Pacen: "That's Jal."
Dragadon: "Jal? I remember Jal, but that looks nothing like him. It barely looks like a mudokon!"
Osiris: "He's changed a bit."
Dragadon: "Where's he going?"
Pacen: "To battle, I think."
Dradgadon: "Battle? Who against?"
Rettick: "We're not really sure, but I think Pacen knows more than he's telling..."
Pacen sighs. "I've only heard rumours, but someone resembling the guy in white, and another guy in black, turned up in our city just weeks before the war. Tore our city apart. They scattered. It was centuries before I was born, but I've heard the legends."
Magua: [shivering] "That could happen to us..."
They unconsciously decide to hurry after Jal.
[OOC: sorry Pacen.]
[ May 06, 2001: Message edited by: Rettick ]
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