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[h3]Outside the southern gates of Zerul City[/h3]
Though the suggetsion was essentially sensible, Jaelnec’s enthusiasm was somewhat dampened by Domhnall reaching the conclusion that it would be best to stay and wait for Claw to arrive, to avoid any possible misunderstandings that might arise from the Zerulics being approached by something that was undeniably difficult to tell from a large man-eating beast... which Claw might be, for all Jaelnec knew, though a relatively sapient and supposedly honorable specimen of such. It was not just that he wanted to forge ahead and progress in the completion of his quest, but also that he was eager to reunite with Aemoten and Thaler, especially with how poorly they had both been doing lately, Thaler in particular. With Angora’s description of the things that made their home in the underworld of Zerul City fresh in his mind, he was reluctant to leave his friends without his protection for long.
Domhnall’s inquiry about Djubei earned him another deeply confused look from Thomas, and even Jaelnec was somewhat taken aback until he realized that it was only natural for word about such a thing as Djubei not to spread that far, even if it was relatively common knowledge in Rodoria.
“Djubei isn’t really a... person,” the squire tried to explain, looking to Thomas for confirmation that he was not saying anything wrong. “It’s actually a matter of some debate what Djubei is, but supposedly it lives under the mountain and is the reason the area around it is always covered in mist.”
“Some people call it the ‘God of Misfits’, but we’re pretty sure it isn’t a god,” Thomas joined in, apparently catching on about what needed to be explained. “It’s hard to study it very well, though, since most of the entrances to its tunnels have collapsed over the ages. And even then people who try to find it tend to... disappear. We don’t actually know of any way down to it now, and even if you could get down there, we don’t know whether Djubei would be inclined to talk to you... or if it even [I]can[/I] talk.”
“I read some of the deo’iel’s records about it, and though they don’t know much about it either, they think it’s most likely a very powerful monster of some kind.” Jaelnec threw his arms wide on the horse in a gesture meant to entail unspecified enormity. “Apparently it’s huge, and it has tentacles. And that’s about all they know.”