"I fear not," replied the wizard "You must unite the Coulstananation; only then will your have the power to return home."
"So we're stuck here?" shouted Barûmnâzil "Great, just great." He glared in my direction "I won't work with him. Anyone but Jon, I would work with, but not Jon."
"This is not your Jon!" snapped the wizard, "Elutian is a different person to the Jon you knew. In her you will find the goodness hidden within him; she is what he has the potential to be."
The dwarf snorted with contempt but quieted down. There was an uneasy silence, none of us sure what was to happen next.
"Y-you said there were nine stones," stammered Naziim, " We have six and you have the seventh. Where are eight and nine."
The wizard pursed his lips. "That...I do not know. That is why you are all here. It is up to you six to find them. When you have, meet me back here and I shall complete the ritual and you can go home."
