A portal opens in the tavern...

... swirling in blacks and deep purples. From the vortex, Wolfrum and Jedash emerge, followed closely behind by an elderly man in black robes.

"Close the gate, Levan" Wolfrum says after quickly scanning the room.

"Yes, m'lord." replies the old man, untying a rolled scroll and smoothing it open on the table beside him. He looks over the scroll and then holds his hands, palms forward, to the portal. "Gresta mata blesto venesta cresto questrenierja" The portal quickly snaps shut.

Jedash makes his way to a table, propping his shield against the side of his chair and sighs heavily, his armor is tattered and his shirt ripped, showing a deep cut down his right arm. He orders a strong drink and slumps slightly in his seat.

Wolfrum wanders over to Jedash's table with a playful smirk on his face. He stands beside the Lieutenant Colonel for a moment, staring at the lethargic Knight, then he draws back his fist and punches him in his injured arm.

Jedash jumps up and tackles the General to the ground "You sonofabitch!" he says fiercely as he lays punch after punch into Wolfrum.

Wolfrum seems more crippled by his own hysterical laughter than by his counterpart's strikes. "You're getting slow, old man."

Fading into the shadows and then reappearing in the seat opposite Jedash's, he continues. "If you did better in training, I might not pick on you so much." He continues laughing as he reaches over and takes the drink that was brought out for Jedash, downing it in one breath and sighing loudly.

The Lt. Colonel rises from the ground and reclaims his chair. "You just wait, General. You have to sleep sometime."

Wolfrum props his feet on the table and locks his hands behind his head. "No..." he says with his familiar smirk, grabbing a peanut from the next table over and popping it in his mouth, "I don't."

Once you settle into your set a strange feeling comes over you, as you look around you see a dark hooded figure sitting in the far side of the bar, his back to you. "Hello General it has been a long time, the talk of your death amid my kind seems to be wrong." His voice is dark and elusive almost a whisper."But of course you did always have a flair to show up when needed. We must speak General it is a urgent matter, that is if you try to kill me first."

Wolfrum sniffs the air and his eyes turn black as his human form sheds to give way to his fully Draconic one. Quicker than the eye can see, the General vanishes into shadows and reappears at the cloaked figure's table, snatching him quickly by the throat and lifting him to the wall with incredible and deadly swiftness, pinning him there as he breathes deeply through his nose.

"I warned you about crossing my path again, rogue beast! State your business quickly. Over the past centuries I've grown much less patient."

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Jedash looks around, quite confused at first, then quickly snatches up his shield and unsheathes his sword as he moves to join his master's side. The blade in his hand glows and seems to vibrate as he moves closer to the cloaked figure.

*Allowing the general to do this the hooded figure shows no resistance.*

"In this matter I dare say you killing me would be the least of my worries, I have grown not to fear death, but to embrace it." He looks deep into the general's eyes,"Kill me and you will never be rid of the "New Problem" you have growing in the void lands, you know of whom I speak.Not put me down lest I forget who you are. With that he goes silent waiting for the general's next move.

Wolfrum growls deep in his throat then releases his grasp, allowing the hooded figure to drop to the floor.
Taking a step back, the shadows from the floor seem to reach up and surround the Draconian. When they retract, the General is once again in his human form, the only evidence of his change remains in his deep black eyes.

"Of all creatures that plague this plane, why would YOU want to rid of the 'Phantom Queen'?

He motions to Jedash, to which the Knight re-sheathes his weapon and returns to his seat.

*He picks himself up and sits back at his table*

"She has more power that you think but she can be stoped, as with all beings she has two sides. She found a way to trap her other half so that only hate and anger could remain. There were some of us that thought it to risky even for someone as powerful as she, but we helped her forge it we helped her create the scroll to trap her other half." *He looks away as if looking for something.*

"You want to stop her then you must go were none would dare go, I know you wonder why I tell you this."

An Artic squirrel wilder, claded in all back with the exception of his red trim around his sir coat. He smiles as the two bicker about one another issues. His gray tail wrapped around his waist activating his item (the eye, just PM what I see while i'm using it.) He unravels his cloak and wraps it around himself tightly.

He walks over to the two men, looking at one of the chairs that seems to have nothing in it smiling. He turns his attention to the two tossing a folded piece of paper. when you open it you see a Raven insignia(sp?) He bows without saying a word and walks out of the tavern. His tail swiping back and forth across the ground.

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*He picks himself up and sits back at his table*

"She has more power that you think but she can be stopped, as with all beings she has two sides. She found a way to trap her other half so that only hate and anger could remain. There were some of us that thought it to risky even for someone as powerful as she, but we helped her forge it we helped her create the scroll to trap her other half." *He looks away as if looking for something.*

"You want to stop her then you must go were none would dare go, I know you wonder why I tell you this."

Wolfrum growls deep in his throat once more. "So it was you then... you're the one who has DAMNED us all!"
The Draconian General seems to be struggling with himself to maintain his composure.

"Tell me then, if there is a way to stop her and undo your wrongs, how can it be done?"

Wolfrum flinches noticeably. "Where none would go... you don't mean......" he trails off.

*He looks at the general.*

"There is a way you must find her other half, the body she hates most of all, her Good side if there is such a thing. We did as we were told I did as I was told you can not understand the grip she hold on people. And yes general you must enter the Dream realm it is the only way you can travel with all due speed for even now her hunters are looking for me. There is a scroll that you must find and use to bring Morgana *as he saids the name the tavern rumbles* back. Her body lies deep within the nightmare plains. I was able to get this to help *he places a rolled up scroll on the table* I trust you will know what to do with it. Guard well this information for if she finds out what you are doing she will stop at nothing to kill all involved."

* He looks around very nervious seeing the black mist* "I must go before it detects me."
* He puts a small gem on the table* "Through this you will be able to contact me if I can help I will but I know you don't trust me so I don't think you will use it eighter way do or don't."

*He rises from the table only waiting to see if the general saids anything else*