"The nerve of that guy... Well. Looks like I have no choice then. If I remember correctly there should be..." He reached for his back-pocket and pulled out a teleportation crystal. "The person that gave this to me told me this was a one use item. Better make it count. I'm coming Sans."<br/><br/>Meanwhile at the Tavern, Keenst had arrived.<br/><br/>* hey keenst--- wait, what do you mean by, i've been marked again? that woman's back? and someone's trying to get to me to protect me? and i thought all of this was over.<br/>"It seems like I'll be making more food then." Grillby exclaimed, heading into the kitchen once again. Then all of a sudden, a small portal appeared at the tavern entrance. It was Raynar. Immediately setting his sights on Sans. "Wait, so you're Sans? Huh. No wonder you were described as a short skeleton. Enough about that." He exclaimed as he took a stance behind him. "I assume of course you can fight?" * yeah. i guess you'll explain yourself later then? * "Of course. You have my word Sans. Now, about this mystery guy right here." Raynar exclaimed, as he was now looking towards Keenst. "You want a opportunity to see if I was telling the truth? Now's the chance. Sans already trusts me. So you're either going to help us to help Sans, or whatever, i could care less. Right now, Sans is a priority, and I am not letting this mysterious bastard take him out." He exclaimed, already readying himself in a defensive stance near Sans. * keenst. for now, trust this guy. let's kick this guy back to whatever hell-hole he came from. *