"So what else is there to this little campaign of ours?" wondered Abigail as she followed along behind Blaze and Kimmy.Kimmy looked towards Sunny. She was wondering that same exact thing... when she wasn't trying to ignore the whispery voice. It was really getting persistant too! Jeez, some things were always in a hurry. She rolled her eyes as she kept her hands in her pockets, where she had absentmindedly placed the unadorned golden stick. Why in the world was the voice going on about the stick anyway? It wasn't like it was all fancy with designs or bejeweled or anything like that!
Abigail's next question caught her attention.
"We've succeeded in finding the baby dragon the orcs wanted to capture. We still don't know how he was to be utilized by their master, do we? What purpose can so young a dragon possibly serve to them?"
"Venger probably wanted to use ol' Blaze here to blast out fireballs. I'm sure V will be too busy attacking the rest of Yarfell to wanna waste his own magic like that. And besides... he is kinda a bad shot and all," she shrugged. "Hey! Now that we've got Blaze, do ya think we can use'im to blast fireballs at Venger and the Orcs and stuff for us?"
Abigail continued, "Matthew, I asked about a prior guardian because of the sword I found. Cole and I discovered its human owner deceased inside of a stream tunnel before we encountered Kimmy, Izzy, Anna-Moe, and Kryschenn."
"Ewww. If'n it's all the same to you, I'd rather get out of the tunnels for a bit. I sure can do without running into any dead bodies." Kimmy was also beginning to miss her other friends. She hoped they were doing okay. It seemed like almost forever since she had last seen Fay! Who knew what poetry her friend had made up in that time! While she thought about them, she fell behind a bit.
In her pockets, her fingers again touched on the dragon statue. She began to wonder if it was magic or something, the way it seemed to keep being in whichever pocket her hand happened to be in. Heeeeeyyyy! And now that she thought about it, whenever she touched it, that whispery voice seemed to be heard. It was being quite vocal at the moment too, blabbing on about the gold stick and the Orb of all things.
'Hmph!' Kimmy huffed to herself. 'Who does it think it is, trying boss me around and make me listen! That voice isn't as smart as it thinks it is either! As if I even have the Orb! Hank's got it! I gave it to him right before we all jumped through the portal back to Yarfell and....uh, how the heck did it get in my pocket?'
Pulling her hand out, she was absolutely amazed to see the Orb. The same exact Orb she was lucky enough to find in Venger's Castle! The very same Orb she had given to Hank for safe keeping! 'Well! If that doesn't beat all!' Kimmy thought. 'And Hank's supposed to be the "responsible" one! Huh! It's just a darn good thing I was around to make sure nothing happened to it!'
Putting the Orb back in a pocket, she touched again on the statue. Sighing in exasperation, Kimmy pulled it out. It wasn't very large. She looked eye to jeweled eye with it and said loudly, "ALLLLLLRIIIIGHT! I'm Listening Already! WHAT?!"
