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"Maybe we should go look for them." Xan suggested, but before the girl could say anything else Atlas made an appearance.

Neither Dr. Dream nor Marcus were with him, but that wasn't the most alarming part. He looked weary and had a bruise on his cheek, there was blood on his clothes too, none of the blood was his. The magician looked lost, expression one of disbelief and eyebrows knit together in frustration. He began sputtering curses beneath his breath as he paced around the town square.

Thaum's square was empty now, aside from a few vendors and the Pride.

Lucien stared at the magician then at his friends, where were Marcus and the doctor? "Hey,Atlas, yeah? We're here."

Atlas straightened up at the sound of his name, he hadn't noticed the pride until Lucien called. He eyed them one by one before letting out an exasperated sigh. "Gods," he didn't know what to say, so he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his bloodied coat and focused on Lute.

"What happened?" Xan asked, "where are Marcus and the doctor, are they aright?"

"I don't know," he muttered beneath his breath. Atlas looked away and kicked at the ground.

Why hadn't Marcus and the doctor returned? Why was Atlas covered in blood and why did he look so nervous?

Lucien looked at the blood and noticed that the only injury the other guilder had was a bruised cheek. "None of that blood is yours." 

Xan arched an eyebrow at the declaration. "What happened?" She repeated, this time sounding less sympathetic and more serious.

Atlas straightened up and made his way towards the Pride. "What if I told you a man made out of cheese ambushed us?"

The metallurgist narrowed her eyes at the man, this wasn't the time to joke around.

The magician scowled. "We got into a fight with these [i]things[/i], and after that, some bear with a hammer hit me on the head. When I woke up...Marcus and Dr. Dream were gone. I swear to the Gods--to Dyn." He hissed. "I am not lying." The man focused his eyes on Lute. "I'm not fooling around either. It sounds crazy, but I swear, it's the damned truth."