06/29/2026
The sorcerer's name is Duralzyn and he likes his sleep. This night, he was not going to get it. Duralzyn woke up with a start, the sheets soaked with sweat. His disorientation quickly became worry when he remembered what had woken him. Was it a nightmare or was it a vision? Sometimes he couldn't tell the difference. Either way, he had to know.
Duralzyn threw on a robe and headed down to his lab. He needed to see the truth of it all. Sliding the cover off of his viewing table, he began...
