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Skollozeir paused a moment before answering. "If I remember right, which I might, who knows, her name was Lanie." He noticed that he and Noreen had made it out of the maze and back into the main part of Wraitholme (Stratholme? Really, Strider? XD) "Very pretty, blond hair, light green eyes, nice figure. Pity what happened to her though." He sighed as if he was sad, then put two fingers in his mouth and blew a silent whistle, a signal.

"I...um..." Oliver paused as Gue let him slid off his back to the soft ground. He kept one arm comfortably draped over the panther's wide shoulders. "I, don't really know...Someone important though..." Oliver frowned at the implications of who exactly he was searching for. He shook his head, feeling a slight headache.

((Agh, waiting for Draggie is boring me. Darn courtesy!))

Soon a dark shape flitted across the sky, letting out a piercing cry in response. The undead all kept their distance as the form spiraled quickly down, landing in the open space the provided. Skollozeir laughed as Noreen almost got bowled over from the wyvern's wings, but he stuck out an arm behind her back, catching her. "Wyvie! I thought, figured, that you weren't waiting for me!" The wyvern, black as night and flit as a leaf, snorted at the name. "Okay, c'mon Norie! Up ya go!" Seeing as she couldn't climb up there, he picked her up easily, ignoring her angry cursing, and launched up to fall on the beast's back. Then he clambered up quickly himself, plopping down and wrapping his legs around the wyvern's neck so he wouldn't fall off. "Let's go, let's go! To Lord Desi-Desi! Got a lot, no, a bunch to tell him! Ha ha ha!" The wyvern took off and rose high into the clouds, letting out another blood-chilling screech and Skollozeir laughing his head off maniacally, much to Noreen's irritation.

Oliver sat on the ground and Gue laid down beside him. "Maybe..." He rubbed the panther behind the ears. "What are you guys doing then? Before going into Wraitholme, I mean."

((Baw...Hey, would you do the honor of taking over Desdion? *bows*))

"Des...Desdion...?" Oliver repeated quietly to himself. It rang a bell in his head somewhere, but he didn't know exactly why. Gue growled angrily at the mention of the name. The young boy's eyes lit up, well, in a manner of speaking. "That's the person I'm looking for!" The panther ground it's teeth loudly, catching Oliver's attention. "Why? What's wrong, Gue?"

Skollozeir heard a slight scratching noise behind him over the wind. He looked backwards to see that Noreen was holding onto the wyvern for dear life. He chuckled aloud and patted her on the shoulder, ignoring her dagger-like glare. "Look, Norie. We're here!" He stretched his stiff arms up in the arm as the flying beast began it's descent.

"H-happy to know...? G-god of..." Oliver stammered, holding Gue closely as a chill went up his spine. The panther nudged his cheek reassuringly. He didn't see the spices, nor the dour expression on his furry companion's face. "W-why would I be happy...to know that?"

((Lol, you gotta love typos sometimes.))

The wyvern spiraled down and flapped it's wings, landed lightly on the ground. The place was more than intimidating to it's enemies, dark and looming. But Skollozeir had already grown accustomed to it. He slid off the beast's back like it was a slide, onyx rock now in his pocket, though Noreen took her time. "By wyvie!" He waved up at the wyvern as it took off, snorting disdainfully.

Oliver tried to stop his shaking and Gue laid it's head on his knee. "I don't know. I just know that he's the one I need to find."

Desdion gave her a silencing stare. "I put you with him because he isn't incompitant enough to run from a group of the enemy! Because unlike you he wouldn't have sat back and allow the total desemation of a battalion of my troops! This is both your punishment and your reward. Skollozier is one of my strongest luitenants. Now come inside. I require a report on your adventure." Desdion began to walk up the steps inside.

"Well then travel with us to him and maybe you'll remember. What'da say?" Strider sipped the soup and nodded in agreement pouring a bowl. "Here something to help calm you down."

Desdion turned and his eyes turned blood red and he lifted his hand in a choking motion and lifted Noreen choking her as well. "How dare you speak back to me! Skollozier is a reward you ungreatful imp! Tell me, would you have had the chance to learn such vital information without Skollozier's help? Oh yes, I know who you met in those tunnels. You met my brother Azeois. Without Skollozier's help this would never have been known and you would be no closer to figuring out where they are going." Desdion dropped her. "Now go get healed and cleaned and if you ever talk back to me again I shall destroy you." With that Desdion turned and left.

((Srry for smacking your toon around Dragon sweatdrop ))

"You know he really does care. Desdion. I mean most people he would just kill for speaking back to him." Drezzer had followed her and was leaning on the door frame. He stood about 6' and was a dark elf with special shades for the sun. He was wearing a black leather sleeveless vest and black pants with no shoes. "So consider yourself lucky."