Eomore said, “The lair of the Banshee΄ lies south of the Dark Elves’ lands in the Lachinor. There is a mound of soil…oh, my…there is Evil…I feel It! It feels me! It hurts! It really hurts! Knarra you must reveal your lineage. You must curse your mother! You must yield to your fate!”
The Chalice of Mystery overpowered the room with green light. Intense auras filled the room. Green smoke billowed from the empty Chalice.
“Clear your mind! The potion has empowered you with Magick! You are using Magick!” Roscoe urged.