Jousha found himself in a starge place, his body was not here and he felt burning but cold.


    Jousha looked up and saw a great creature of unknown origin his face was that of a Dragon and a man.


    He stared down at me and said in a slow trief voice " Little one, You are still on the Chossing, this must be part of your path to reach your spirt wepon"


    I cried out to the creature " where am I great one ? " The dragon replied " You are in the Spirt realm very few mortal souls make it to this part of Overworld after death. Let alone keep there motal soul. but you are special it seems."


    I replied "how do I reach my Spirt Wepon? " The dragon replied to me " you must follow the golden Path of Azar "


    The Dragon opened his mouth to reveal what seemed like a Endless path.


    Jousha nodded and began his quest down the path of Aza