The Quest for the Precious Stone

This is the story of a band of three companions. The Couette, master of the mists,

lord of the fog. He blamed faults, wrongs, and delays on anyone who crossed his

path. Every day, like a cunning fox, he covered his tracks. The Baliste,

a colossal warrior who seemed to have been born in ancient times. Always quick to

insist, to ask endlessly, he relentlessly assailed builders. His art?

Stretching the rope, aiming for the horizon... Proud as a thousand lords, with an oversized

ego. The Professor, his coat blowing in the wind, each sentence lasting

as long as a journey to unknown lands. He would talk for two hours about a single small idea.