Coming to Terms

"Exact revenge on your killer, huh…" Hearing the words An'xhur spoke to him, Valyr faintly nodded in response, thinking that a request like An'xhur's would naturally warrant a level of privacy in a meeting like the one they were holding right now. 

Though, as he thought about it a bit further, it was only then did the man's words truly sink into Valyr's mind, causing him to look at the half-orc with eyes slightly widened in disbelief as he asked, "You're dead?"

As these words left his mouth, Valyr felt that the man before him being dead would be the greatest irony in existence. After all, judging from the aura that the man was passively emanating while they were talking, Valyr was more than certain that the power the man held was indeed more than enough to create the parchments he had been collecting in those three subsequent dungeon runs.