[K T Ong]

"You flatter me, these spells are nothing. Thanks anyway," replied the mage. "But I have to say I'm surprised to learn that you actually came to know my master before!"

"I know a lot of people," said Sir Jorlon. "How's your master at present?"

"He's in good health, thank you," answered Rufus. "But he's been worried of late about this strange malaise that's causing a neighboring area of land to wither and turn sterile, so these few weeks he's been staying up late every night to do research in his library..."

"The Modding Mage," hissed Sir Morguerat between his teeth in anger upon hearing what Rufus said. "It is the work of that thrice-cursed spawn of Hell..."

"Come again, please, Sir?" asked Sir Jorlon in a concerned voice.

[ 04-01-2002, 10:35 AM: Message edited by: K T Ong ]