PROLOGUE

If someone were to walk into the room they would almost overlook it's occupent if it
wasn't for his pure white hair. The large room was rather empty for it's size. A large desk that
was made of polished bone, a small wooden chair that looked like it was perhaps the most
uncomfortable thing anyone could have ever sat in. And finally the large chair behind the desk,
plush looking almost like a throne and in it the master of the school. He was a being that was
renown from across the realms and even the planes, the first born son of the Banere house. A
being that strikes such dread into those who even dare speak his name, Gromph. For the last
300 plus years Gromph Banere has been the head of Sorecer, a male drow in a world in which
the females of the race hold almost all the cards and all the power. But in the last 20 years the
male has grown restless, knowing that his station in life would never go any higher than it
currently was, and that the Councile of Matron Mothers watched him careful, afeared that the
male would gain even more power and try and usurp them. So to expand his power Gromph
decided that he would need to go outside of the Menzoberranzan., outside of the underdark,
outside of the Realms completely. So tapping into his mastery of divinitation Gromph reached
out and found an almost infinite amount of planes.

Gromph started using a magical clone of himself to stay in his office while he traveled
the Multi-verse. Learning and growing his power with each and every stop. But there was one
plane that imparted something upon him far far more useful than new spells or trinkets. It was
during one fateful journey to the Eternal Battlefield of Acheron were Gromph encountered the
goddess Wee Jas. Gromph had been simply watching the battle that raged below from a very
high mountain top. But as he enjoyed the show a small army of skeletons, clad in full blown
plate mail and weidling weapons that were easily twice as large as they could have weilded in
life approached him. Gromph not interested in lowering himself to fighting such insignificant
foes summoned forth two massive cloud gaints. Standing over 15ft tall, and weighing 2 tons
each the female cloud giants Gromph had taken to summoning to deal with things beneath him.
Each carried a morning star larger than themselves but they seemed to wield them easily.

"I do not know if you are intelligent enough to understand my words, but if you value your
undeath turn now, or there shall be nothing left of you but dust" Gromph said with nothing but
pure and utter confidence in his voice. The first of the skeletal warriors charged at the gaints,
the left of which took its 4ton morning star and swung it, the sound of metal hitting metal and
bone was sickening for anyone who wasn't used to such sounds. Metal crumpled and the bones
shattered almost to the point of dust with a single blow. The other skeletons, seeing the fate of
their comrade looked to one another, denoting some form of intelligence.

"Hold" Said Gromph, wanting to see what was going on. As he watched the skeletons dropped
to a knee and bowed their heads. A beautiful woman with fire red hair, eyes that glowed so
bright they would light up Gromphs entire office, and a necklace that symbolized a burning skull
were the things Gromph's eyes were drawn to immedietly.