<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/fWCN38n.jpg)<br/><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/E7QXyYp.png)</div><br/><strong>"Of course,"</strong>Shugar said,<strong>"I didn't realize you had a map, that might be handy!  Let me show you where the buildings I saw were, im pretty sure I can remember exactly where they were.  Close enough anyways."</strong><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Zerxel made the proper gestures and muttered the right incantations, her mind somehow understanding them as flawlessly as if she'd studied the spell for years.  Bo gasped and made a slight warding gesture, but Shugar seemed nothing but interested as the Zerxel finished the short ritual, spoken in fiendish tongue.  She traced a circle in the air with her fingertips, leaving a shimmering wake of power where they had been.  Zerxel could feel demonic energy flowing into the circle from somewhere... else....somewhere on the other side of the circle.  Once closed the circle glowed orange for a moment then vanished in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a small creature, no more than two feet tall.  His body was ash grey with dark tattoos scrawled across it and glowing red eyes.  Though it seemed to have no mouth it gibbered in some sort of nonsense version of demonic that Zerxel could hear inside her head.  Nonsense, but Zerxel understood it was angrily requesting directions, asking what task it must preform before being sent home.<br/><em><br/> "Get the key, and the soul fruit, bring it back to us as quickly and quietly as you can, and be careful.  There's something out there and I don't want to be caught with our pants down.  Do you understand me?"</em><br/><br/>The creature looked at the courtyard, then back at Zerxel once and nodded, again a telepathic burst of fiendish language echoing inside her mind.  It turned and dropped to all fours, sprinting at a pace quicker than Zerxel could have run, towards the brown statue.  Like a surface dwelling squirrell it hit the base of the statue and began climbing it, running around and around it in a circle as it climbed upwards.  But it was then that the truth of the courtyard was revealed.  The eight foot tall statue began moving, cracks showing on it's form as it began to move it's limbs and it's head.<br/><br/><strong>"Clay golem,"</strong>Bo whispered with a small amount of reverence.  The trio watched as the imp stopped it's scampering climb right on the chest of the statue.  It reached for the golden key about the golem's neck and then turned suddenly as massive clay hands descended upon it.  It tried to scamper out of the way but the golem caught the fiendish imp and threw it.  The imp went tumbling through the air before striking one of the courtyard's walls, hard.  It slowly began to pick itself up and glared at Zerxel, a look of anger, before it turned back towards the golem.  The golem was stepping down off the pedestal, moving towards the imp with determination.  The imp prepared itself to charge the golem again.<br/><br/><strong>"What do ye wannae do Zerxel?"</strong>Bo asked,<strong> "I'm sure mah magic spear can damage it, but I dunnae know about yer scimitars.  Non magical weapons can't hurt a golem."</strong><br/><br/>Shugar broke in,<strong>"I could bless them for a short while, but there's not much else I can do to that thing, golems are notoriously resistant to magic, save the cutting power of magical weapons."</strong><br/><br/>Zerxel knew both of these things of course, they had been part of the year of training.  But still, it seemed that the golem was only interested in the imp.  They could probably leave unscathed if they wished.  But then again, if they went in now, Zerxel might be able to save her imp from getting flattened, killed, and of course sent back to it's home.