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Flaugon was flying through the air to crash land on a cold stone floor. The wind knocked from his chest and his head spinning, the minotaur rolled over on his side. A groan escaped his snout as he struggled to lift himself up. He opened his eyes to view his surroundings but only found a swirl of revolving colors. The world spun as a maelstrom and Flaugon was its pivoting center. He took his head into his hands and shook it in attempt to slow and straighten the world. Cautiously, Flaugon opene...

After years of self-imprisonment in this decaying elven body, the sorcerer would finally be able to shed his skin. He had murdered one of the Royal Guards to the House of The Kathatan. Then after disguising himself in its body, he made his way into the Prince’s chamber, where he removed one of the prince’s locks of hair whilst he slept soundly. After having the needed component, he transformed the elven guard’s body into that of the Prince of Kathatan. It was the first key to the success of h...