With that said Puck snapped his fingers vanished and reappeared once more in front of the others, "So that pesky being everyone calls friend has been sent elsewhere. Duty calls for someone of GREAT importance, wouldn't you agree, master drow?"

Irzen raised an eyebrow of concern, "Whatever do you mean?"

Mandur and his men decided to move onward towards the edge of the medium sized town of Tramborne, a local spot for dwarven trade and commerce.

Puck smiled gleefully, "Oh you know how children can be, master drow, annoying, full of laughter, mischievous and well..."

"Yeah, I know," Irzen admitted, "I had two of them myself. But what does that have to do with the price of tea in China?"

Alyson, Lazheros, and Irzen suddenly felt strange as the ancient magic surrounded them.

Caliaphy burst out laughing, "Hahahaha! Look Serna, they're all children!"

"NO WAY!" Serna gasped in complete shock, "YOU'RE ALL KIDS!"

Lazheros went to speak and noticed that he sounded strange, "What is the meaning of this, Puck?! Why are...."

"What the hell?!" Irzen not only noticed his voice had changed but also noticed he was suddenly looking up at the world.

"Ah, well since that blasted God of History intervened, my king said I could have some fun of my own making. Since the elementalist is a child at heart, its only fitting that she and all of you take a trip down memory lane as children."

"Let's not and say we did!" Irzen quipped as he steered his war goat towards the Fairy, "Change us back, Puck! Do we look like we're in a gaming mood today?"

"Oh no, what will the little swordsman do now? Not fond of your childhood, the drow half? And for you, Bronze Man or is that Bronze boy, hehehe!" Puck gave both of them a Cheshire grin, "I must say this is fun, and well, the elementalist is really getting in touch with her inner child!"

"You cannot begin to fathom what a drow childhood really is, you little turd!" Irzen snapped, "And you think this is funny?! You should see how my people amuse themselves when we capture Fey such as yourself. We like to take your kind, impale them on a cast iron spit and roast them over an open fire while we enjoy your screams of agony. And then, when your kind are nice and crispy, we feed your fried corpses to one of our Driders as a doggie treat! NOW THAT IS FUNNY!"

Alyson gave Puck the biggest pouty face on record and then shot a glance towards Caliaphy, "Don't even think about it, half pint!"

The kurori flew over to her with a sheepish grin, "Oh Alyson, you're sooooooooooooo cute when your mad, wouldn't you agree, Serna?"

"I wouldn't push it, Caliaphy," The Shield Maiden replied with a warning, "Remember what she did to War Scribe. She could still do the same thing to you if you're not careful."