Reply To: The Incense of the Quadrivium’s Mystiques
“Surprise!” Truella called, rapping on the caravan door. “Surprise breakfast outting!”
“What? It’s 7 o clock in the morning and it isn’t even light out,” Frella answered groggily, “And I don’t want breakfast yet.”
“You will by the time we get to Madrid!”
Frella mananged to rouse herself. “Why? What’s happened?”
“It’s Eris. She’s had an altercation with an elephant in a bar. We’ll have to teleport, there’s no time for the fast train. Not if we’re to get there before something…..happens…”
“Happens like what? Stop being so mysterious!”
“Put it this way, Frel. Jez is on her way too. It’s all hands on deck so I suggest you get a move on. I’ll be waiting.”