Exchange A Soul

Lucan and Silent walked down from the top level of the tower.

"Master, Mistress, is there anything else I can get for you? I still have a few trinkets you might be interested in."

"Keep them. You will need something to protect your life." Lucan said. "From now on, I want you to make 100 spell scrolls a month for me. If you do well, I will reward you with magic."

The previously depressed Roland became ecstatic. If there was one thing the wizard loved more than anything it was magic. His excitement washed away the other emotions he was feeling as he began to look through the list of what Lucan had to offer.

Seeing that he was distracted, Silent and Lucan made their exit.

Stepping back into the shadow realm, Lucan retrieved the parchment that declared ownership over Roland's soul.

"Here girl, this is for you." Lucan said, setting it in front of Adrestia.

As she touched her claw to the parchment, it went up in smoke.