Thorgan went to the library but didn't find Pegawen. But he did find someone that helped him locate the book that the story his grandfather had told him. The two had met during the War of the Undead. The two had fought side by side in many battles and had fallen in love. At the end of the War, Silindral was ready to give up her immortality for her beloved, Egland. They had met and befriended a wizard during the war and he knew of their love and knew what Silindral was about to do. The Wizard Balazor, gifted them with a potion he had created. It was made of rare flowers found only in the mountains far to the north. It showed a picture of the flower. So rare was the flower that he had only enough to make the potion for Egland, or so the book said. "What happened to this Balazor?" he asked the Elf.<br/><br/>"He was said to have went to his tower, some where in the mountains to the East and was never heard of again. But you know wizards." the Elf replied.<br/><br/>Yes they were secretive and often known to be the type that wanted to be left alone. One did not seek out a wizard unless they wanted something very special or was in need of one to help defeat something that threatened the world.<br/><br/>Lotharn kissed her sweet lips once more deep and with passion as his hand moved from her tits down, between her legs. He could feel the heat form her pussy, as he moved her legs slightly so he could begin to rub it. Her hand exploring his body touched his cock and sent an tingling up his spine. Breaking the kiss, he moved her to her back and kissed his way down to her tits, flicking his tongue over her hard nipples, as his one hand slipped a finger up inside her pussy. Slowly he began moving it in and out, feeling the wetness of her pussy.