[u]An unconventional pursuit of knowledge[/u] Gerald knew, up there, somewhere in space the beast, the Fenrir was drifting. It's appetite as insatiable as any dog. There was already a planet missing in the sky and there would be many more missing if he just sat by idle. Alas he knew his chances at forming a large group willing to help his cause was unlikely. He was, for his own reasons, considered untrustworthy giving his nature as a time correcting serial killer. He couldn't blame people for thinking that way. Gerald had his way of correcting things even if some would disagree with his methods. Perhaps that is why he was preparing to trek the mountain side in search of a cave containing what he believed would be the answer to his delema. A way to finally finish the mistake he made so many eternities ago. [spoiler]Open. Not a plot (yet)[/spoiler]