This episode explains Lord Az Zhal Ghun’s past and will end with his going into hibernation.
“What’s it going to be Master G?” A little white tunic sat on a shelf watching the sorcerer sculpting the clay on the table. The tunic stood up, a small ghostly body supporting it.
"Have you ever wanted…a sister, little one?"
Master Giraffalo responsed with a question without looking up from his work.
“A sister? What’s that?”
The wizard smiled. “Another creature like you, but a girl?”
“Oh!” The figure in the tunic paused for a moment of consideration. “I think I would like that very much Master G. What would you call her?”
“I’ll think of an appropriate name after I’ve finished.” The sorcerer picked up his tools and proceeded to sculpt the girl’s face.
Little Umbrage hopped off the shelf, and scuttled up to the work table. He grabbed the ledge and pulled himself up to get a closer look.
Master Giraffalo had finished sculpting a small face out of the grey clay, complete with big eyes, a nose, and ears. “What do you think?”
Umbrage trotted around the unfinished sculpture, examining it, chewing on his invisible finger thoughtfully. “You have a lot of carved off material, maybe you could add something extra special?”
“What do you have in mind?”
Umbrage hopped over to the window sill, and looked out on the city, looking for some kind of inspiration.
With a loud CAW! and a swooshing of wings, a crow snatched up the floating white tunic with its beak. Master G scrambled for the window, frantically trying to grab it, but he only got a handful of black feathers, and the crow flew off into the distance. Umbrage!!! Gods above, what to do?"
A loud angry huff came from the windowsill. “I need a new tunic now! Dratted bird!”
The sorcerer sighed in relief. "I’ll make you another one. Don’t worry.
He thought for a moment.
“I’ve got it. We’ll give her wings.”