“I am done being your apprentice,” he said lowly, although only to himself. “I will not chase faeries on the mountainside for you if you will not tell me what you are doing.” He began rummaging through Maligo’s office, finding old maps of the mountains spread across his desk. He had marked one of the maps and scribbled on it. ‘Mallafays’ That’s what he went to do. That is the army he plans to retrieve, or rather resurrect. He is a crazy fool. IF he succeeds it could take much time to remove all the enchantments on that place. I think it is time that the apprentice becomes the dark sorcerer. Velius continued searching for more information about Maligo’s plan. In the corner of the room he saw a book perched on a stand. The stand was old and rusty and by the look of the book it was much older than the stand. Velius walked over to the book, and found that it had fingerprint marks across the dust. He must have been working with whatever this is.
