Trezlan The Great and Foolish

"Where are we?"

"When would probably be a better question." I looked at Trezlan with a scowl he put up his hands like he meant not offense. We were standing beside a cave, there was a woman there her outfit looked odd, like she was some kind of archivist or something but the clothing was all leather and silk, a look I'd never seen.

"I recognize I believe Nidget, but I have no idea who the woman is, or how a dead man like Pavarossi is here."

"Not dead anymore probably, I have no idea Trezlan what am I?" Trezlan shook his head.

"Annoying, Dr. Carver you asked for help and I give you, help! This is the formerly dead Nidget Pavarossi and my grand daughter Anzi."

"My god you've bred on your way to being a god?" I didn't know who Dr. Carver was, but I liked her right away.

"Anways Dr. Carver, I believe this ends our transaction, good luck."

"Wait I thought you were the god of luck how did you do time travel?" I was confused, I had been already, but this was more confusing.

"Dr. Carver here was excavating this whatever it is, and her entire group was wiped out by local and other nasties I'm sure you'll become acquainted with, and so she cried out for assistance, and I heard her and came to help."

"Still confused how the luck thing factors in."

"It was lucky for her I was listening." He smiled at that and then was gone. Leaving me with Dr. Carver in some ancient when.

"Well this is awkward." She seemed high spirits for her situation.

"Right, well Dr. what can we do for you?"

"I have no idea."

"That makes three of us." It was an odd start for an adventure, but I've had worse, so much much worse.