* <<F2J.0792>>

..the great wizard, IMLAK, having grown fearful of his own power,
walked one hundred miles across the scorching desert slope of UOR and
dove into the mouth of the volcano.

Down he fell through the cutting rocks of its gullet, through the
thick and choking smoke of its breath, down and down, into the lake
of churning magma at its infernal belly. But Imlak The Immortal

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