Ironsides Pub

As the conversation drones on for another lengthy discussion, a member of the meeting glances over to Kyuubi. "Pseudo..." "Hyrax" looks up and glances to Kyuubi. "Oh, right. Uh...sir? We're pretty much done. Would you like me to give you a tour of the city and perhaps clarify any questions you may have?".

"S-sure" said Kyuubi, startled at the sudden question directed to him. "Before we start though, I'd like to know, were exactly am I?"

"Before I answer that... Where do you think Hyrax is?" "Hyrax" said...as he held out a hand...

"I- I'm...not sure what you meen... I thought... You were..." Kyuubi didn't understand, he thought this thing was Hyrax but something seemed... Diferant.

The thing once thought as Hyrax laughed. "My friend, I am not Hyrax, but a creation meant to look like him. Just with hands and feet. No, my friend. I am PseudoHyrax. You could say I'm a replica of Hyrax. A clone, if you will. Everyone here is a form of Hyrax, made by Hyrax. The dragon used as an elevator only acts as an elevator, but is used for military purposes. He's a form of Hyrax as well. You'd be surprised how many forms there are. Come, let's take a tour. Everyone else, return to your regular jobs. We will see you soon." The other forms left.

"What...! Everyone...! Dragon...! Hyrax...! I don't...!" Kyuubi had so many questions... He couldn't figure out which to say first what, he should say, or if the should say it. The fake Hyrax just walked out the door to start Kyuubi's tour but kyuubi just seemed flustered and not ready to start He just stumbled after him trying to keep up... But not doing a good job of it.

"Our first stop will be the library." PseudoHyrax walked over to the elevator and the dragon descended. "Umngane wami , ukuba umtapo ." The dragon chuckled and carried the elevator up a few floors. "Here we are." The library stretched only about the length of the average house, but towered high into the sky with no end in sight. "The form of Hyrax known as Pixel works here. It keeps the library in order." A ghostly figure composed of zeros and ones floated out of a book and nodded at Pseudo. It retreated into the shelf before appearing much higher up, taking out a book, flipping through the pages, then putting it in another location.

"Can I re frase my question, what's the name of this world? We're exactly am I?" Kyuubi questioned with obvious curiosity.

"Oh, I had almost forgotten about that. The city doesn't have a name, and you never left your world." Pseudo explained. "Your still a mile from that town."

"So none of this is real..." Kyuubi thought out loud

"Oh but it is." Pseudo laughs. "I know it'd be hard to believe, but it's the truth. Hyrax worked hard building such a place for his forms and his citizens, but since the others Sages disagreed with his choice, he did he only thing he could to keep it." Pseudo looks down at the floor and sighs.

"Hmmm... Ok next question... If everyone is... You ,then is everyone's name Hyrax?" he asked

"No. Everyone is not me and not everyone is a form of Hyrax. Everyone was created by Hyrax, however. The citizens are referred to as the Rax, but their full name is based on their elemental type. Forms of Hyrax aren't always named Hyrax, like Pixel. Most forms have Hyrax in their name, but not entirely, like mine: PseudoHyrax. O form can be just Hyrax." Pseudo explained. He walks over to a large book and looks at the cover. "Cooking with Vikings?".

"Vikings... Cooking?" he seemed a little interested to see how that would be, "um... Hang on next question what was the name of that Dragon?"

"CorruptedHyrax." Pseudo flips through the pages and chuckles every now and then.

"Corrupted" he didn't think that a Dragon who worked as an elevator was a Corrupted being.

"Being Corrupted works a lot like being poisoned, but worse. Sages can't be corrupted, but can be manipulated. Hyrax worked for Corruption for a while." Pseudo puts the book back on the shelf.

"So if that's Hyrax... And he can't be corrupt and he is a Dragon then he must be really strong then..." said Kyuubi thinking out loud again

"Sort of. Hyrax isn't the dragon. Think of the dragon as well as the other forms as... minions. Loyal to their master. Of course, Hyrax isn't even the strongest one. Nope. Not even close." Pseudo walks over to a ladder and climbs up about a hundred feet and picks out another book.

Kyuubi was mad now, he just called a dragon a minion dragons were most certainly not minions, he almost felt like tipping the ladder 'Hyrax' was standing on.

"Of course the dragon doesn't listen to instructions that don't involve elevators or combat, so it's more like a general than a minion. Dragons are too respectable for that title. Minion seems a little down grading for mighty dragons. Especially CorruptedHyrax." Pseudo pulled out a second book, but Pixel flew out and knocked him off the ladder, grabbing the second book and putting it back. "Oh, right. Only one at a time."

"You got that right, too respected to be called a minion... You say he doesn't take orders?" Kyuubi seemed to be thinking of something.

"Basically it asks 'why', but if... He... says so...." Pseudo shivers. "I'd hate to be on His bad side. Luckily everyone, including you, is on His good side."

"So he speaks English?" Kyuubi asked

"No. The dragon hasn't learned it yet. He...wants everyone to learn it, but the dragon hasn't quite yet." Pseudo looks up at Kyuubi. "I can tell something is still bugging you."