Chapter 11

Oktar rubbed his chin in thought as he paced the room, Jeremy was taken by the witch, but where to? Oldfried mumbled something and left the room withouth the Arch-Mage noticing.  "Maybe!" Oktar said in a slightly higher pitched voice than normal, with his hand raised beside his head, his index finger pointing towards the ceiling as he looked around to find the room empty.  "where did he disappear off to?".  "Stupid old fart" Oldfried mumbled to himself as he desended the staircase to the taverns dining room, there was only a few people sitting around different tables, along with the barman witing for someone to order something.  "Barman, Ill have a Ale" Oldfried grumbled, a few moments later he found a quiet spot in the room to enjoy his drink and think about where to start looking for their lost Druid.

Looking around the room, the Priest had an idea, "You lot, get over here!" oldfried shouted to no one in particular, but was aimed at everyone in the room.  "Right" he continued, "Ill give two gold pieces to anyone who can find and tell me where any Witches liv...", before he could finish, everyone, including the barman ran out through the front door and at that point the Oktar entered, looking around slightly shocked at how empty the place was, "There you are!" Oktar said to the Oldfried as he continued to look around for other signs of life, "Where is everyone?" Oktar continued, Oldfried shrugged and suggested that the Arch-mage should just serve himself until the barman arrived.

"Get up!" Skye shouted at Jeremy as she kicked him, the Druid stirred, rolled over and proceeded to throw up, "Thilthy dog" Skye said under her breath azs she watched him with a look of disgust.  Turning on her heels and striding off towards a dimly lit desk, the Witch sat down and started to write "So young Druid" Skye said with a smirk as she continued writting "You and those two idiots have come to stop me again have they?" she continued, as she turned to look at the Druid her smirked faded and a look of puzzlement replaced it, as too the Druid was staring at her with a puzzled look too in-between winces as he held his head in pain.

"W-what do you mean again?" Jeremy asked her.

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