"It's possible," said Izaak.  "In my home universe, there's a special type of magic that allows one to move between places on the same dimensional plane or from one plane to another, even between universes.  It's called choramancy, or spatial magic, and it's a very difficult one to master.<br/><br/>"The man Magnus that the boisterous man over there," pointing to the Dayman, "and this man here," motioning towards Leske, "have mentioned is a master of spatial magic and many other types of magic.  I, however, am only capable of teleportation on a single plane of existence at a time, such as from here to any point within about ten miles, possibly taking a small group with me.  I am also capable of moving myself between universes.  Unfortunately, I am unable to take 'passengers' with me, and the location I'm dropped into, including which universe, is completely random.  I've yet to figure out how to get to the universe of my choosing, which is why I'm not back in my home universe yet."<br/><br/>Izaak looked over towards the Dayman and his overly-noisy "conversation" with the barbarian's master.<span style="font-style: italic">How did Magnus put up with this guy?</span>he thought to himself.<span style="font-style: italic">It doesn't matter.  I'm stuck here since I can't gather up the energy required for another jump for a while.  I suppose I'll just stick with this group until then.  Maybe soon,</span>he pulled out a small locket containing a picture,<span style="font-style: italic">I'll be home again.</span>He closed the locket again and put it away, fighting back the rush of sadness that was welling within him.