"Found all of them. Myself, Niara, Svala all are near me, the Blackguard, the paladin and cleric are dead, and Harley and Verdelet are known. The eight shards have been... Wait, EIGHT SHARDS!?!?"<br/><br/>He stopped, staring at the gnome in shock, before punching himself in the side of his head as he immediately caught onto the simple mistake he had made. "Fuck, the dragon lich or skeleton hasn't been accounted for, I thought it wasn't able to hold a shard since it was basically pure magic with nothing else to hold it, but myself and Verdelet aren't shard hosts, we are hosts to complete beyonders. But the eighth, what the hell was the eighth? I don't recall anything in the room at the explosion."<br/><br/>He was pacing back and forth, mind working over the issue, before glaring at the gnome. "Fine, since we have wasted thirty or so years, do I get a hint? Or am I behind the curve yet again?"