"Ages... and yet when I awoke my sleep felt... disturbed."
*Hewitt turns towards the tiny manling sitting on the rock.*
"You may call me Hewittruaxas (Hewitt for short
) I believe that's how it sounds in your tongue and to answer your first question yes, it is all true... ages?"
*Hewitt sits down and scratches his head. Sure, he had been on long sleeps before but surely not as long as this manling was suggesting. But then again, thousands of manlings don't suddenly appear out of nowhere and build one of there cities from scratch, and this one seemed to have the feel of time upon it.*
"I will explain more but first I must know at least something of this place... especially this 'taxing'. I sensed one of my brethren north of here when I awoke... was this the one you had been expecting?"