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."

"Aww, you're no fun!" The kurori stuck her tongue at the shield maiden, "you're supposed to be on my side!"

"I AM ON YOUR SIDE!" Serna stamped her foot in protest before she stuck her tongue back at the kurori, "But I'm not stupid either. Alyson is just as powerful as a kid as she was an adult. Am I right, Alyson?"

The elementalist snapped her fingers and produced an orange size fire ball in the palm of her hand, "Yup, and I am not restricted on using magic either."

Caliaphy swallowed hard realizing that Alyson was right this time. "I was joking!"

"Goodness me," Came the voice of Dungeon Master as he walked over from behind one of the war goats, "Puck?"

"Oh Dungeon Master, I beg intrusion but some of these adventurers have angered my king and--" Puck trailed off when he noticed the old one watching him.

Dungeon Master shook his head, "I have a matter of urgency that requires all of them, however, your meddling may be of some use, Trickster."

Lazheros grumbled, "Surely Dungeon Master you can reverse this effect."

"Or at the very least MAKE HIM reverse this spell?" Irzen asked shaking his fist at Puck.

"I'm afraid not, Healer. I did not create this therefore I cannot undo it. To the far south lies the Gnome-gnome town along the Tinder mountain range that runs along the coast of the Fire Sea. One of Venger's servants is causing havoc which could end up leveling the town entire. Since you're all 'children' so to speak, getting in there wouldn't be a problem." Dungeon Master told the party.

"Gnome-gnome town?" Lazheros shook his head in disbelief, "There's nothing of great importance there besides the small folk who have been there for generations."

"Never heard of it." The Swordsman quipped.

"Me neither." The Shield Maiden added hunching her shoulders.

"Maybe Venger is back with a vengeance considering the last place we blasted our way out of. I know I wouldn't be too happy if one of my cities was destroyed by interlopers." The elementalist quipped.

Puck started to fade when Dungeon Master held out his hand freezing him in place, "Normally I wouldn't intervene but since you decided to amuse yourself with the old magic, Puck, you shall provide a means of getting everyone from here to there."

"Before or after I flambe him on a cast iron spit?" Irzen mused with an evil grin.

"You can most certainly try, Swordsman," Dungeon Master warned Irzen.

Irzen just grinned from ear to ear.

"What?!" The trickster threw up his arms in protest, "Fine. I will comply with your request, Dungeon Master and transport these children to where they need to be."

"Remember adventurers, even the smallest one can change the course of fate." Dungeon Master faded from view and was gone.

With a sickly grin still on his face, Irzen turned his full attention to Puck, "Now that the adult has left the room; what say you make with the magic, transport us to where we need to be and THEN I'll decide whether or not you would look better flambeed or char-broiled?"