"Time is funny. The
celebrations and beliefs of man make it more so, for why would the yearly solar
revolution have any effect on the fabric of Time? Yet on the last day of a
rotation, an old man, made old by the number of days as if each was a year,
breathes his last. And as the first light of that new day strikes the planet,
Time births a newborn."
"Scattered rumor tells that
New Year is a guardian of time, and possesses vast powers. The problem, of
course, is that the vulnerable Baby grows into a man very quickly, a man with
knowledge and skill to use his powers. So it is imperative to catch and
imprison him before he comes to his ability."
"The course is clear. Through
divinations I have seen the accumulation of time. In one location the Old Year
will expire. The other, the Baby New Year will be born. Unfortuitously, or
perhaps by Fate's machinations, they are on opposite sides of the planet. Cairo and Belport."
"Dispatch our forces to both
locations. The divining rods will locate both Old and New Year when close
enough. Baby New Year shall be mine. A shame Fate did not see fit to provide
the New Year with a guardian."