<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/99/de/80/99de80dd4fb18a5a2b5229f5fe73ae72.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: impact;">Twin Oxenbridge</span></strong></span><br/>Human Wizard X<br/><hr/><br/>The wizard merrily obliged Davriel by handing over the card.  Davriel, you have never felt something so powerful.  It raged with arcane fury.  It burned, but felt cold; it was silent, but that silence was deafening.  Though the image was still, you thought that it moved.  You knew that it moved, as it beckoned you forth.  Poor was the creature that ever drew this card from the Deck of Many Things, for he was certainly doomed.<br/><br/>"Close," the wizard replied.   "The continent didn't explode.  After all, we are standing on it now.  Young Davriel, the continent<em>was in the void.</em>Another way to put it would be to say<em>that this was the void.</em>"  He took a deep breath, realizing that he had not explained what the void actually was.   "The soul of the person who draws this card from the Deck of Many Things will be forever imprisoned here.  The body moves, but the soul is diminished."<br/><br/>He shrugs and then adds:<br/><br/>"So yes, there are twenty-one other cards on this island that need to be gathered," he said, sighing.   "Right now, these magical artifacts of untold power are inert.  Useless.  But they do call to one another.  They want to be together.  When the deck is complete, they shall cease to be inert, and fools will trip over themselves to test their luck to draw upon them."<br/><br/>"But that is not why I want the deck."