I offer thou mine deepest thanks, Asmodian.

But mine spirit is still darken'd by one, a cursed wraith of thought taken form.

Wouldst thou grant mine final wish?

Player: "I wouldst...err...what is it?"

Tiamat's servants hath a leader named Vehala the Cursed--a wretched swine that doth not deserve continued existence.

Smite him, and thou wilt bring me peace.

Do this, and I wouldst offer thee a grand reward.

Player: Accept.

Thou will find the curse that afflicts Vehala the Cursed hast allow'd him to take two forms.

He will appear as both Drakan and undead.

Which form thou smitest doth not matter, as long as Vehala the Cursed is no more.

Player: "On my way."

Vehala the Cursed...I hear his whispers no more.

Tell me 'twas thou who hath slain him.

Tell me that I may be at peace.

Player: "Be at peace, Bhemah."

Yes...peace, 'tis a funny thing to wish for one like I--forever borne unto conflict.

Thou hast granted mine wish, Asmodian.

Take this. 'Tis a Scroll of Repose. Use it with a Spirit's Incense Burner and thou wilt light a path to another world.