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"Pay attention, boy!!!", the lashing of the whip against his back and the thunderous sound of his Master's voice jolted Vladimir straight out of his dream. "Ssssstop day dreaming, you worthless dwarven pig," the crack of the whip was harsher this time, "Velsharoon doesn't take kindly to his servants not pay attention during the lessons." The Lich hissed as he continued whispering his deathly lessons. "Now lisssten up boy" Vladimir stretched his neck to shake the last of the dream away from him. He listened and scribed on the scroll as he listened to his Master's deathly voice. "Now, now, boy, wwwhaaat wasss it that I wass saying... Ahh.... Velsharoon is the undead demigod of necromancy, necromancers, evil liches, lichdom and undeath. I, Kagnaxx serve as his Overseer in this region. Normally, you boy would have been slain by my minions and had research done on your worthless dwarf body... but my servants tell me that you paid for your life with blood.... well then... from now on you will be my apprentice... I will teach and you will learn... Perhaps with time you might become a Necromancer... or if your worthless dwarven brain can take it you might even try to become a Pale Master.... but remember... you serve Valsharoon... He is your only master... Death rules all... Now repeat after me..." With that the creature began it's macabre chant.