DArlor was really getting tired of a steady diet of rat on a stick. Looking up he noticed the food vendor approaching from, well maybe it was the west. Hard to tell when the sun was always hidden behind clouds in Limbo. Strange, he seems to have forgotten to bring his food cart. That did not bode well.
"Hey you, Damian. I have a travel script for you," he shouted.
Now this sounded like really good news, uh maybe. One never really knew in Limbo.
Taking the script from the vendor, Damian examined it carefully. It looked like it would take him anywhere he wanted on Dwilight except Zuma. Downer! Damian was really hoping to settle back in Zuma since the collecting and monster hunting was good there and they seemed much more tolerant than most nobles. Oh well, someplace close then. It should not take too long to get back in rogue regions.
Zappo, sizzle, a gate opened and Damian stepped through into the end of a dead end alley. Sunshine even if it was stained by smoke felt very good to Damain. Now to find out were he was.
Thanks very much for all your efforts Tom. Looks like I am back in Dwilight.
