“A-alright,â€? said Moondust, moving her hands away from her satchel and holding on to Rogue. “I am ready.â€?

“SSsssssssssssssss,â€? whispered the image of Roln.
The candlelight grew intense and a scene unfolded before them like a movie clip. While Roln was a prisoner of the Lortai giants he had spent most of his time working the farm fields and this is where he secretly learned the art of necromancy. He had been beaten and threatened with death unless he would bow down to the gods of the Lortai. Moondust watched as she saw a younger looking Roln being threatened with execution by a Lortai giant carrying a halberd staff.