Dreaming Men Are Haunted Men

Basilisk raised his head and listened to the call at the border. He recognised the voice of his cousin, and frowned as he put down what he was doing. He listened for a few more moments as he tried to sort through what he was feeling. The wolf had abandoned the pack, he had been missing and unaccounted for for some time now. He had set him up as missing, and had posters placed around the market. No word had come to them, but now… the man was back. So what had happened to him?

He trotted through the Col, until he was near the border between the Col and the Mile high woods, and found not only Ansem, but Grimoire there as well. “Hello, Ansem, Grim. I suspect the two of you have a story to tell?” Why did you leave?


"Basilisk"