New Worlds Begin in Dreams!

Chapter 6.

 Well, they all agreed to make the most of it. They knew sticking together was their best bet for staying alive. Dinner would have tasted much better if they had not been thinking about what they all might be. They all agreed that Scott must be some sort of magic user. Brice was probably a thief or assassin of some sort. Andrew and Bill where probably a fighter class. Tim from his gear they figured was a ranger.

 O Rauirc  found out from the books that there had been no others as of yet to arrive or at least not here. He did not know of another town such as this one. He asked to meet them all here for the next three days for breakfast though.

 Bill woke up early the next morning thinking someone was playing a trick on him. His bed was almost to small for him and his damn t-shirt would not fit over his head. He opened the foot trunk at the end of his bed and pulled out a leather tunic to slip on with some leather trousers. Found some socks and slipped on a pair of stiff leather boots that went up his legs almost to his knees. Next he grabbed the chain mail armor slipping it on thinking that it weighed almost nothing compared to what it should. He could have sworn the two-handed sword and scabbard was much larger last night. Oh well, the sledge hammer was still just the right height to rest his chin on. He put his belt pouches on with a sturdy dagger at his hip, noticing that the one pouch seemed to be full of coins now. Time to wake Andrew up, he had slept long enough. Today was going to be a busy day after all.

 "Andrew, rise and shine, lets head down and grab some coffee. Where are you?" Bill asks looking at Andrews bed and not seeing him in it.

 "Be right there. Who the hell threw all these blankets over me anyways?" Andrew said from under what looked like just some rumpled blankets.

 "What the hell happened to you? Someone hang you out to dry too long after getting wet." Bill asks while looking at the very small form crawling out of Andrew's bed.

 "Me? Have you looked at yourself by chance? You eat a friggin cow on active steroids? You must have gained 100 lbs and are a foot and half taller." Andrew says astonished by Bills looks.

 "Well then I gained what you lost bro, because a swear you must only be about three feet tall and have more hair or fur on your feet then on your head. I am sure your long sword is taller then you are now." Bill says eyes glued to Andrew.

 "Let's check on the others, maybe something happened to them also. Hope this is not magic gone wrong. I Wonder what is all in that book Scott has." Andrew says as he starts putting his armor on. 

 Neither of them heard the door open as they where finishing strapping Andrew into his armor and weapons. 

 They both jumped pulling daggers out at the sound of Brice's high shrill voice "Well I am glad to see I am not the only one to look different this morning. Are you part ogre Bill? Dam you are big. Andrew are you really a hobbit in full plate armor? You look like a walking tin can with his own can opener."

 "Says the midget not much bigger then me, that sounds like he has been sucking on helium all night." Andrew says looking at Brice, who is now under four feet tall with long black hair tied into a ponytail.

 "What about Scott and Tim? Have you saw either one of them yet? I hope I am not a giant among a group of hobbits." Bill says.

 "That O Ruairc guy did say we would experience some changes. Let's go see if he is down stairs for breakfast as there is something other then locks keeping the others doors shut." Brice says with a slight grin.

 "Ok let's head down. I am guessing you are our rogue or scout of our group, and Andrew and I are our warriors. Scott I will venture to say is our magical back up. So what do you think Tim will be?" Bill asks.

 "Good question. I believe Tim will be some type of ranger. Probably way better at scouting and tracking then I will be. Though I seem to be fairly adapt with a sling, I am sure his bow will be more handy at long range." Brice says as he leads the way down the stairs to the main dining hall.

 "Do you think there might be others here like us? You know that have came from our world or time?" Andrew asks.

 "I am not sure. I think we should be careful asking about it though. We should also ask maybe how gods fit into all of this. I am assuming that none of us are very religious or spiritual, so that is why none among us are healer types, if that makes any sense." Brice says pondering over there situation.

 "Our bard seems to be already sitting at our table waiting on us. It looks like he has also took the liberty of having food ready for us." Bill says.

 "Hello gentlemen, have your companions woke yet? I am sure you will want to eat, the change makes us all hungry the next day." O Ruairc says.

 "No they have not. Should we be worried about it at all? I could not even get their doors open, it seems they are magically locked." Brice says.

 "No, at times the magic takes longer in some then in others. The naming ceremony will be next. Sometimes it is complicated but other times it is very simple. As I am sure Andrew of the Shires can tell you." O Ruairc says.

 "Ah so that is what that weird dream was all about. I guess that is why I woke with these tattoos of strength on my arms. Many in my village thought of me as being strange because I took up arms as a heavy fighter and defender of my shire. Both a elf and dwarf taught me metal work as I grew up because I had saved them from death. So did these things really happen to me?" Andrew inquired.

 "Yes in away they did, as far as history here is concerned. Once you have been named you might encounter people seeking you out for employment." O Ruairc says.

 Laughing out loud Brice says,"Sorry Andrew I just understood your name as a play upon words compared to your real name."

 They all jumped and reached for weapons as a grey cloaked figure materialized at there their table.

 "What? Is not a friend welcome here?" Scott says as he reaches a clawed hand out to grab his mug of mead.

 "Should I ask what is with the cloak? Wow clawed hands. Anything else we should know about?" Brice asked.

 "Well there are the wings, fangs, and small horns. My skin is a bit red tinged. It seems I can create darkness and see just fine in near darkness." Scott says with a bit of a hiss.

 "Interesting, so you have a giant, a mini tank, a small rogue, and a demon so far in your group. I wonder what your friend Tim shall be like when he joins us." O Ruairc says with a shrug of his shoulders.

 "So this naming dream or ceremony you spoke of, we will all be going through that also? Well all except Andrew who has already done so." Bill inquires.

 "I am afraid so. You might also experience different eating habits. Like Scott might be able to eat embers and charcoal. You might gain a taste for wild meats and berries. Hopefully non of you gain a taste for the flesh of others but that is even a possibility." O Ruairc says.

 "These dreams will reveal our true races also to all of us from what I have read. I am guessing I am part teifling. Brice seems to be a kinder a cousin to the halflings or hobbits. Andrew seems to be a strange halfling. Bill now seems to be a very large human or a half ogre by chance. We are all suppose to be able to fight and some what live together?" Scott says, as if some kind of knowledge had been given to him.

 "That would seems correct. I have a feeling we may be in need of a healer though. Shall we check out the local temple here?" Bill asks.

 "That temple is to some type of nature war god. I wonder what secrets it holds with in it's walls. Shall we finish our breakfast and find out?" Brice asks, looking forward to find out all it's secrets.

 "Sure what do we have to lose? Hrm well I guess they might have a lot to lose with Mr fast hands here." Andrew of the Shire's says, looking at Brice as if he knew something the rest did not.

 "Our first hireling. This should be fun. Maybe we can go find some orcs to slaughter afterwards. I so do need to test out my magical skills." Scott says, longing to hear a creature scream in pain as he cast spells upon them.