Balazor chuckled at how Pegawen's eyes lit up. "Such interest and desire. How I wish you had more time here so you could enjoy all my books. One like you is very rare these days. Feel free to look around and select what you want to look at. If you need help, my apprentice will be more then happy to assist you." He looked over in his direction and the young man bowed and nodded. He laughed at her list of things and nodded. "Enjoy yourself with my books. Perhaps when your mission is done, you can return and have what ever time you need to study and read.<br/><br/>At the mention of Morgan, his eyes narrowed and darkened. "Such a waste of potential." he muttered. "Yes he will have wights as part of his evil army and other foul creatures of the dead. Though he can not create the undead, he has access to hoards of them from the war. Those that did not get trapped in the Valley of Death. I assume from your mention of wights that he has made his presence known."<br/><br/>"Aye he has." Thorgan said. "They now know his location. The Fortress of the Southern Pass."<br/><br/>Balazor nodded and looked over at Egland, Silindril, and Persus. "Prepare me a kit for travel, Persus, we have work to do." Persus nodded and left t he room to prepare for a journey. He turned to Timberlane. "You come with me. I have some things for you from the old days that will help, and some things I have found in my journeys. " Silindril and Egland smiled and rose to their feet.<br/><br/>Lotharan looked at Balazor a questioning look on his face. "The Old Days?"<br/><br/>Balazor laughed, "Yes my friend. Things we used against the evil hoards of undead. Things of magic. During the war we made powerful weapons, enchanted weapons that could do great harm. We needed them to prevail against the Evil One's forces. Once he was defeated and the Valley of Death sealed, all those weapons were gathered up and given over to the dragons to protect and guard. Man, Elf, and Dwarf could not be trusted with such things in a time of relative peace. Though some items were burried with their owners when they died in battle. I kept a few things and have found a few things in my travels." he smiled. "That includes certain spells that were created and then erased from any book. Your friend here." he looked at Pegawen with a smile. "Will find many things of use if she studies long enough. There is a great deal of healing spells not known today as they were then. "<br/><br/>Lotharn looked at him with those questioning eyes, "Why keep such knowledge from the people?"<br/><br/>"To teach all the cost of war. The ravages of war. The pain and suffering it can cause. Think of a world where mortal wounds are healed or those of a disabilitating nature. What would stop all from constantly warring. Lessons must be learned. But now the time it seems has come for some things to come back in use. For we do not go to war with each other, but a great evil. Another war that is Just and our people should not suffer because of it." Turning to Pegawen, "I will send you a book that I think you will want to go over and keep. Now if you will excuse me I must prepare for my own journey."<br/><br/>Thorgan rose and stepped forward. "I would have a word in private with you if you would permit." Balazor looked at him and nodded and the two of them left together.