Janos Audron
Explorer
"Lord Shadow, Leader of the Shades, I must say that I am disappointed in you for bringing me here forcefully. It is below people of your power. You could have summoned me, and I would have come willingly."
"The answers to your questions are quite simple. I have researched the Weave, as you no doubt know. In my book about it, I describe how an ancient Netherese Wizard, by the name of Karsus, succeeded in crafting the ultimate spell: to become a God. For unknown reasons however, he failed, and the Weave collapsed. The new Weave had restriction so that such spells could no longer be cast."
"To return Karsus is not an easy task. In my book about Wishes, I have briefly touched the subject of raising the power of spells. Karsus died a very long time ago. It might be possible to raise your power for one True Ressurrection to an astonishing height, so that you can bring back someone who died over 1500 years ago. However, *that* is not certain."
"Ah, I can tell you what is going on. The Gnomes have developed a book. A book which can influence the mind of everyone who reads it. They become they authors slaves. Your city fell prey to one attack with such a book."
"Seeing your incompetence to contain, let alone combat the chaos to which the cirt fell prey, I decided to write a counter book, so that the City of Shade would return to normal once again."
"I have saved your city. Let there be no mistake about that. And I think I deserve some respect because of that. But what do you do? You insult my intelligence by challenging me to a duel. You have had more than 1500 years to perfect your magic, to research spells, to gather information, to increase your wealth. You have access to the most powerful of magics, to the most powerful artifacts. Compared to you I am but an apprentice. This challenge is nonsense, a powertrip for you, an insult to me. And personally, I think I am to good for that."
"Just remember who it was who saved your city."
"The answers to your questions are quite simple. I have researched the Weave, as you no doubt know. In my book about it, I describe how an ancient Netherese Wizard, by the name of Karsus, succeeded in crafting the ultimate spell: to become a God. For unknown reasons however, he failed, and the Weave collapsed. The new Weave had restriction so that such spells could no longer be cast."
"To return Karsus is not an easy task. In my book about Wishes, I have briefly touched the subject of raising the power of spells. Karsus died a very long time ago. It might be possible to raise your power for one True Ressurrection to an astonishing height, so that you can bring back someone who died over 1500 years ago. However, *that* is not certain."
"Ah, I can tell you what is going on. The Gnomes have developed a book. A book which can influence the mind of everyone who reads it. They become they authors slaves. Your city fell prey to one attack with such a book."
"Seeing your incompetence to contain, let alone combat the chaos to which the cirt fell prey, I decided to write a counter book, so that the City of Shade would return to normal once again."
"I have saved your city. Let there be no mistake about that. And I think I deserve some respect because of that. But what do you do? You insult my intelligence by challenging me to a duel. You have had more than 1500 years to perfect your magic, to research spells, to gather information, to increase your wealth. You have access to the most powerful of magics, to the most powerful artifacts. Compared to you I am but an apprentice. This challenge is nonsense, a powertrip for you, an insult to me. And personally, I think I am to good for that."
"Just remember who it was who saved your city."