Feb 23 2009
Borate of Dunmore-Information
“The elders in my pack often spoke of old magic with awe and fear. They talked of wizards capable of crumbling mountains onto towns, witches brewing concoctions strong enough to wipe out tribes, and overlords causing oceans to rise and cover entire cities,” Borate began.
“Anyone who knew how to use old magic was revered and treated like a god, always cow towed to and waited on hand a foot by all,” he continued with a sneer. “The power corrupted their souls.”
“Shana isn’t like that,” Alomar protested.
Borate smiled, answering, “No, she is not. Shana is special in more ways than one.”
“What do you mean?” Alomar questioned.
“You will see in time,” Borate cryptically replied.
