Your Paingiver axe glows slightly.

Your Paingiver axe UNCONTROLLABLY THROBS with chaotic energies!


Suddenly the heavens darken in the distance, with stormclouds gathering over a
peculiarly small area!
A number of lightning strikes fill the air, with booming thunder and smell of
burning incense ...

A chaotic, ancient voice, speaks, booming all over the creation:

  'Greetings and well met, beings of this realm ...
   The mortal called Peelo has performed an incredible feat!
   A gargantuan task with thousands of battles fought, won and lost ..
   The path has been difficult, but the ultimate prize is now at hand!
   Restoration of the gleaming Moondragon axe, Paingiver to its former
   full glory, Peelo's legendary deed will be forever remembered!'

The voice fades, leaving only echoes behind.

A voice in your mind whispers 'You have done well, mortal ..'

An incredible surge of power starts filling your very existence as you tighten
your grip on your Paingiver axe.
The power rushes around, thrashing your helpless body around like a rag-doll.
Chaotic thoughts and weird arcane imagery fills your mind. You feel your
sanity slipping.

At the height of your trip, you feel compelled to say something:

You shout 'BY THE POWER OF DAROL AND KIZARWEXIUS, I HAVE THE POWER!'


NORMALViral parasites returns to you from Sister Satisfacta's disease mangled
corpse.