Breznuth looked out over the city he was currently in. He had no idea where he was as he had just climbed on to this truck that he found himself on and rode it wherever it went. Getting around nowadays was a lot easier than it used to be as automobiles went a lot faster than the ones they had a few hundred years ago when he first came to earth. Breznuth looked over the spells on his SpellOS for the millionth time just to see all the knowledge he had gained over the past few centuries. As he looked at his wonderful amass of knowledge his SpellOS shorted out then rebooted with a message reading out coordinates then simply saying "time is of the essence" his SpellOS then shorted out once more and rebooted to its normal format with all his recorded spells back where they belong.

Breznuth didn't know what to make of the message as it seemed particularly shady and hacking into his SpellOS must have been quite a task as it had little to no uplinks to anywhere but non the less Breznuth decided that if someone went through the trouble of getting him that message he might as well meet them. Breznuth leapt down off of the truck at a red light and began running for the coordinates which luckily wasn't too far away from his current position.