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"Aye... There was one instance when the Emperor orchestrated a series of events that ended in him being released from his prison." he replied. "It was then we realized the depth of his malice... He did not simply want to rule or wipe out my people, but to destroy our entire world through powerful and ancient dark magic. So I petitioned the spirits of our world to lend me their strength. As my brother led our armies against his legions, I rode upon the back of one of the great Storm Eagles to where the Emperor attempted to carve the Rune of Sundering. I raised my warhammer, Thorizan, into the air and rode upon the raging tempest. Thorizan burned like a star as a powerful maelstrom of lightning, wind, rain, snow, fire, and cosmic energy surged around me. The raw life force of the world was being channeled through my weapon. Khroniktus itself rose to its defense. For a brief moment I could feel the Khroniktus's heart beat become my own. It was then that I brought Thorizan down onto the Emperor."

"Nevertheless, even with the raw power of the elements channeled through me was not enough to kill him. The blow did, however, stun him. He was distracted, you see, as the Rune of Sundering takes such precision and concentration that our minds could not comprehend. While he was dazed, my brother and I were able to imprison him in a block of enchanted ice and again cast him down into Tartaruz. He has been there ever since."

"Oh!" he exclaimed as he glanced at the fire. As they spoke, a spicket and pot had materialized over the flames. The spicket held something similar to a large turkey leg, except orange in color. "Supper is ready... Would you care for some?"