(Flamestrike is still half divine, but, hey, you win. =P)<br/><br/>The rest of the party cowers under his wings, as the column of flame and divine magic sweeps down.<br/><br/>"This? This is my greatest treasure! Handed down for generations upon generations, since the world was young! I inherited it from my grandfather, who was the shaman, and him from his father before him. It all ended with me, however, when those accursed devils struck me down, aha, but they never knew I would return! I will have my revenge upon Lord Vraath, and all his descendants! The Horde, I care nothing for; they have something of mine, and I will do<em>anything</em>to get it back, the thieving scoundrels!"<br/><br/>As a side note, Vraath Keep was the small fort in the woods, from the first part of the story; the lord, and, presumably, all of his heirs, died in the final battle of the keep, over thirty years ago. The Ghostlord, obviously, does not know this.