So, Malimor Lodag. You say you are interested in magic, tell me more of that, How did you learn it? What are the boundaries in magic?

Who is your lady, and who is this Gorold?

I take it that the Alberan's Gray Emissaries are your enemy, what divides you. Would they kill you first, if they could? Who are they, and how would you kill them? With magic, with a gun, with the sword? Perhaps small knives?

"You say you are interested in magic" [smiles] You really are a stranger, then. It goes a bit further than that, friend. Have a seat--not on that! That is not a chair.

I am a wizard. I can't tell you how to gather power, or wield it; that would take someone better with words than I. How did I learn? It's always been a part of me, as others sing, or write soppy poetry--and there are no boundaries, really just 'what the mind sees and decrees,' as my mother used to say.

A wizard can learn to bend dimensions, walk through time, speak with the dead and call down spirits to do his bidding. When I was younger, I thought magic could do anything for me. [wry look] Perhaps that's why I paid so care to learning it.

Gorold is the steward of my estate, since you ask. My Lady is Ilai Swanwing, and I must ask the source of your interest--ah, hell. You know damn well who she is.

Yes, Alberan Arjuna is my enemy. I probably wouldn't kill you if you were one of his spooks, but rest assured that I know spirits that exist on the same plane as human minds who enjoy the sound of screaming.