The scent was heavy on the Spiritwood this evening. The scent of a meddling wizard and no other to stand in the way of Baerron Jael. He was so close to achieving the first step in a long march to free the Master. It was foolish of Baerron Jael to have sparred and toyed with the wizard and his cohort so much, but the amusement it brought him was too intoxicating to simply pass by. He lost count of the years down in that Stygian Abyss after it was sealed by the great volcanic eruption. Alas, now was no longer the time to play with his prey. The wizard, at long last, was alone in the Spiritwood. Not many words exchanged between the wizard and Baerron Jael before the wizard attacked with his fabled staff of power. It was a gesture of aggression that the daemon did not expect from the wizard, for other encounters the wizard often hid behind his followers. With the wizard at last soundly defeated, Baerron Jael dismembered the old wizard's body. The essence and energy contained within would be enough to begin the true corruption that will break the first of the eight seals that bound his Master. The desecration of the shrines was more than a mere petty stab of revenge (see here, Foolish Interlopers), it prepared the shrines for the blighted corruption that he would now bring to them. The energy of the shrines, once darkened, would be enough to break the seals of his Master. The daemon had enough collected body parts of the necessary humans to begin at the first shrine, the shrine of Honor. Upon his arrival, the desecration of the shrine began in earnest. The first of the Master's seals were broken. Seven remain. The daemon will require more bodies.