| 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
"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!"
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