Tiberius found Lancel, his white stallion, grazing on the lush green grass by a small stream. Other horses were around and to Tiberius, it looked like his horse had made some friends. He gave Lancel a rub on the side of his head, before speaking out loud, [color=gold]"We're in for an adventure you and I. Over mountains and under hills we will go, all in the name of peace and freedom. We won't being going alone, but I'll make sure the others treat you nicely, don't worry. I'm afraid for them you know, half look like babies and the others...well, it looks like they've been through a lot. We'll just have to see how they fare, now won't we? I-I'm just glad I have you with me, Lancel."[/color] Tiberius finished somberly, as he pet his horse gently.

A little while later, after Tiberius went to gather some supplies for the journey, he was surprised to find that a messenger had already found him. [color=gold]"Well...That was quick. Thank-you, good sir."[/color] Tiberius said to the messenger. Upon opening it, he saw it was from his mysterious old friend and it had much to go over.

In it, Tiberius gained valuable information about what was going on behind the scenes of this entire adventure. If what it said was true, then it made a lot more sense to him then it did before. It answered some questions that he had, but many more had sprung up in their place and the same one lingered still- Who was this 'old friend' and now, her companions? Why did they know all of this? Would they really meet soon? Perhaps, but for now, he would go to the Record Hall and look for an account of Lady Sadronniel Aphaderuiondur's mission to Fellmore, almost four hundred years ago. There was still more to be found and Tiberius needed to know everything.

He arrived at the Record Hall, it was almost time to leave but he needed to do this. He quickly found a clerk and asked, [color=gold]"I need to borrow book 5.2.10. It has critical information for my mission that the Council has sent me on. Any assistance would be greatly appreciated."[/color] He tried to be sincere as possible, for there was a very high chance the book would never come back and he needed its contents.