A week later....

He finds himself torn....on one hand he had the location of his son. But a few nights prior he ran into one of the Lloth agents who got themselves killed by the Demon. He didn't bother hiding the body there was no need for respect anymore of their laws. Their way of life. He desecrated the agent and left them there out in the open dead.

As he had suspected the Lloth agents were getting desperate.

It was a matter that didn't sit well with him. He had the location of his son, but he could not lead the Lloth Agents there.

The map was no phoney it pointed a temple he'd once attacked under N'Jal's command and it was now rebuilt by his Son.

That begged the question again. A memory recurred in his mind at that point and he remembered what he asked Lucille. Did my son join them of his own accord. Her reaction had been an important clue. He knew time and the events of history had continued on without him as he slumbered he needed to learn exactly to what extent. Generations of people he'd encountered in the past were now prevalent in that century or so he'd been asleep. Against his will or not, he'd been down too long.

He considers his next move that night.

He knew forces were already moving rapidly against him and his family.

He decides to go see his son...Tharak son of Nosdyn.