Description
The powerful mage is by far the tallest elf you have ever seen. He has fine, stark white hair, pulled back tightly, and his eyes boring into you are little more than black slits. Something vile and corrupt has festered here for many years. His sneering demeanor strangely reminds you of his distant cousin, the drow. Your eyes are subconciously drawn to his left arm, practically bound and immoble under his dusty black robe.
He is in excellent condition.
His purse is tinkling with coins.
Detect Magic
You begin to cast Sense Magic.
You chant, 'magius is iseio'.
You peer intently for magical auras..
Aganihm the Black appears to be surrounded by:
Faint flashing vermillion and it's permanent.
Faint flashing cobalt blue and it's permanent.
A black aura of orc and it's permanent.
A black aura of troll and it's permanent.
A faint numbus of halfling and it's permanent.
A faint numbus of gnome and it's permanent.
Womple on little frog, womple on.
Alignment
Location
See Quest 391 - Bogged Down in Corruption
Attacks
- Summons monsters
- Horrid wilting