Yes! Haha! My wait was not in vain. I have spent all the power that was given to me in keeping hold of your mind. I must fade now, but I do so happily. Go, witness the fruits of your greed! Bless Malak, bringer of vengeance!

No! How did you resist Malak's curse? Your will runs strong, foe. It... it seems my wait was in vain then. I have spent all the power that was given to me in keeping hold of your mind. I will fade now, but who will remember our last campaign? Curse you!

I beseeched Malak and the God of Curses granted three boons -- the skill to spin a splendid bowl, the knowledge to cast an odious hex, and the patience to wait for the return of my enemies. Yes, I waited long -- even after the hills shook and turned over and covered the sun. But finally you came, enemy! And how splendid -- was your mind turned against you? Tell me, did you slay the traitorous apparitions of your comrades?

My band was mighty and its success frightened the enemies of Veloth's folk. They thus formed an unholy alliance and cornered us in this village. The Nords set upon our left flank with their wicked blades, while the deep ones and their foul constructs prayed on our right. There was little defense against this blasphemy of brass and iron -- all my band was slaughtered. I was alone to remain. But I would have vengeance.