Games of the Powerful
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When Bilgrammus came through the threshold, he saw his adversary standing a short distance away welding its insidious power. Attacking immediately, bolts of pure light from his raised staff hit the dark wizard causing it to stagger backward. Stunned by the unexpected attack, the spawn of darkness, a human being now turned dark wizard raised its hands in defiance. Suddenly, a mass of blackness slammed into the staff shattering it into tiny splinters of wood that flew in all directions some striking Bilgrammus in the face while others struck the horse causing it to rear in fright. Quickly calming the frightened horse he brought it under control, meanwhile the arrows from Celedryl’s bow kept the dark wizard busily deflecting them.
Thankful for her help he jumped down from the horse advancing on the dark wizard. Reaching the creature, he grabbed it by the cowl ripping the hood back revealing what was once a human or what was left of one who had made such a grievous allegiance to the dark for the evil power it now possessed. The dark wizards face covered in sores oozing a black substance, eyes or lack of them replaced with gaping black caves that if one were to walk into them they would be lost forever, briefly froze Bilgrammus in place. Suddenly a blast of pure light emanated from Bilgrammus left hand slamming into the monsters head blasting it apart, sending pieces of gore and flesh flying away from him, the now headless wizard crumpled to the ground dead. Turning suddenly Bilgrammus watched the duke, his sons, and Cormyr galloping north on Barge Road.