
You follow the other two over to a small sand enclosure, which seems to have been dug by the lizards themselves. You look down and see a much smaller creature, which obviously is Veryoth. Now you can see why Dari is so mad: this is only a baby!
You voice your concerns to the others, thinking Veryoth to be asleep. However, you hear another voice added to yours.
"I am not a baby," he says. His voice is crisp and clear, like a fresh drink of water. "Do not be so easily fooled by my size."
He stands, but he is still small compared to the other two. "I am Veryoth, the Pluto, and I am almost as old as these other two. However, my growth has been stunted." He shakes his head. "But I am the leader of these pocket lizards."
He turns to the other two, "Thank you, please go now."
They fly off, to where you do not know. When he turns back to you he whispers. "I have been looking to give this to a wanderor who passes through here. I can feel that there is great power within it, but cannot open it myself. To be honest, I don't want that kind of power near me. Will you take it?"
You look over to see what he is talking about. You see that he was covering a small, salty-encrusted bottle. It has obviously been pitched into the sea.