Gropaga

"Yes, Lord Inglip. I am here."


"Trazaf? But that is the realm of General Error! He shall no doubt attempt to use his foul Chydregian to convert me!"


"He has nearly acquired the powers of the Great Sorcerer Riencyet? I see why he must be stopped. But I am still worried about my ability to defeat him..."



"Ah! Then I shall travel to Nehalloc, and acquire the aid of Teacher Ssrowea and, um... get... actron financing. Goodbye, Lord Inglip!"


Your duties are clear. Except for that actron bit, you have no idea what that is.