<span style="font-style: italic">"Kemanorel!"</span>Bodzil blurted out. He stirred as if to wake, but belched in pain instead. He grabbed at his rib cage. Then lay back with his eyes open staring up at the stars and rocks above him. Quickly a throbbing pain struck him in the head. His head instinctively went to his head and felt the bandage wrapped around his head. "What happened?" Bodzil asked groggily while drawing his bearings.<br/><br/>Bodzil saw the Oolarger woman leaning over him. 'Who was this?' Bodzil thought again. 'She looks familiar, she was in my dream.' Then it came back to him. "Kwatoko, it is very nice to see you, but I want to see you sixty feet long with a red tail," he allowed a laugh and then stifled a cough, grimacing in pain to his rib. He clenched his eyes together and forced himself to roll over and struggled to his feet. 'I think I cracked a rib. It is very sore and pain is shooting through my body when I cough or laugh,' Bodzil's thoughts directed at Kwatoko. 'Don't make any jokes and where the hell are we?'<br/><br/>After getting to his feet, he recognized the human and the dragon on two feet from his dream. He didn't know who they were, but recognized them nonetheless. He scanned his eyes around the chasm to get a feel for his bearings, but nothing looked familiar. "Did we fall?" He spoke the question aloud. "I'm not going to ask where we are. This whole thing appears to be a dream, but somehow I know it is not." Bodzil checked his faculties mentally, assessed himself physically, taking inventory. Everything seemed to be fine except for the gash to his head and a cracked rib. "Who is Kemanorel?"