Abasdarhon's Castle

Success on both.

Kekrek starts to cry.
- Master, sir, Ellison, sir, - he cries even louder. - Since you say it's good, you hit the dog, you said to do it, Kekrek will.
The troll continues to cry. The tadpole looked carefully at Ellison, Vikaila, and Korketus and shrugged.
- Not that I'm particularly interested, but maybe it will somehow help me in mastering magic in the future?

-- I'm glad I didn't misjudge you. And yes, Tronned, it will help with magic; Vikaila joined for the same reasons.
The aforementioned sorceress smiled a little foolishly.
Korketus gives both ritual knives, and Ellison gives scrolls with invocations to Zholai Tronned. He planned to dictate everything to Kekrek.
The instructions were that Kekrek and Tronned would cut off their fingers and so on, and then Ellison would apply the final touch, finishing them off (and getting the stats).