"Well Rea, there are old stories of fairy land, but I am not sure that they refer to your world.  The truth is, that I have never heard of Elura before.  My name is Douglas, by the way.  Some people call me Doug, but I hate it."  He observed the forest as they traveled, headed for some point only Rea knew of.<br/><br/>"How many of you are left in the... resistance, if you don't mind me asking?" It reminded him of the underground resistance in Nazi Germany.  He wondered how many peoples and lands were on this world, and if the overlord ruled them all, or if some peoples held out against him.  He imagined him as some sort of Genghis Khan figure.