Stage 1 Minimum Level: 1380 Location:Plain of Banishment (Dark Vaults) (8, 13) Required Item: None Required Kills: None

Garahvon strides through the Dark Vaults destroying all he finds. You see for the first time a revulsion in Garahvon as he slays all before him. He obliterates another Demon then turns to you. 'We have our work cut out for us Mortal. Our enemy is far more advanced than I thought he would be. He is building an army of angry Demons to inflict on the Realms. He might have noble motives on the surface with his desires to wipe out the Shadow Lord, but never, forget that if he does destroy the Shadow Lord he will simply replace him. Destroy 80 Chosen of Pythius so that we can enter the Threshold and destroy his portal.' At the name Pythius you freeze and say, 'I'm sorry, chosen of who?' Confusion is reflected in Garahvon's eyes, 'Pythius, he was exiled here by the Shadow Lord himself.' Then Garahvon stops and looks at you directly, 'Have you had dealings with Pythius before?' Your chest tightens with fear under Garahvon's gaze but you manage to stammer, 'Yes, I fought him in the Smoldering Depths of the Tainted Isle. I bested him but all he did was laughed and slip away. I think he just found me amusing.' Garahvon smirks, 'I tell you the truth Mortal. You impress me and that is not an easy accomplishment. Pythius is a devious trickster spirit. You must only listen to a small portion of what he says. Indeed most of the time it is impossible to tell what is truth and what is fiction. So it's best to ignore everything he utters. But take out his Chosen guard and you can have a second chance to best him. Remember that if you are banished from this Realm, you descend only further into another more unpleasant domain of existence.'

Stage 2 Minimum Level: 1380 Location:Plain of Banishment (Dark Vaults) (8, 13) Required Item: None Required Kills: 80 x Chosen of Pythius	Garahvon waits for your return, 'Have you taken care of Pythius' Guards?' 'Well done Mortal. Now we shall enter the Threshold and attempt to put an end to the trickster once and for all.' Meet Garahvon in the Threshold

Stage 3 Minimum Level: 1380 Location:Plain of Banishment (Threshold) (11, 11) Required Item: None Required Kills: None	There is an acrid smell as you draw near to Garahvon, 'Are you ready Mortal?' 'Pythius is building a portal back the the realms of the Living. To connect it, he must power his new portal. Find the arcane source and drop the Garahvon Amethyst Focus into it. Also expect resistance, so be careful Mortal.'

Stage 4 Minimum Level: 1380 Location:Plain of Banishment (Threshold) (2, 7) Required Item: None Required Kills: None

You have to battle fanatical Chosen almost every step you make through the Threshold, but eventually you find a strange Chasm that seems to plunge into eternity. 'You take out the Amethyst Focus and are about to drop it in when a familiar voice makes you stop in your tracks. 'Well, hello again Warrior. It's been a while since we last met. I take it you are well? That looks like a nice trinket, but do you really think a girly pink necklace will destroy my finely crafted Arcane Spring?' You slowly wrap the chain of the Focus around the hilt of your weapon and say, 'Shall we see what Garahvon's Spell focus does to your magical stream?' At the name of Garahvon, Pythius giggles, 'Do you think I believe you have Garahvon's Spell Focus, the vessel that Garahvon poured large amounts of his essence and power into. An artifact that was so dangerous it was banished here along with his existence! You imagine for one moment that he would just give that to you...' You look at the liar behind his mask and simply say, 'Yes.' The trickster is stunned into silence by the honesty of your answer. He tilts his head as he ponders the possibilities that you have been deceived. Then he silently attacks...' Send Pythius the Black (Elite) into a deeper domain of exile

Stage 5 Minimum Level: 1380 Location:Plain of Banishment (Threshold) (2, 7) Required Item: Garahvon Amethyst Focus Required Kills: 1 x Pythius the Black (Elite)

You stand on the edge of a deep Arcane Spring, you must kill Pythius the Black (Elite) before you can drop Garahvon's Amethyst Focus into the bottomless Chasm to destroy it. You return to the chasm's edge after defeating Pythius. Holding the Amethyst Focus over the depthsfor a moment, you then drop it into the depths of the Arcane Spring below. It tumbles as it falls before being consumed by the the blue white energies. The Focus immediately explodes in a fury of light and sound, forcing you to your knees. Somewhere you are dimly aware of Garahvon's wail of pain before you yourself fall into darkness... Pain and light envelope you. The fear that maybe you have fallen into the Chasm forces your eyes apart against the agony. Garahvon stands over you, 'Glad to see you're still with me Mortal. You had better get going, the collapse of the Arcane Spring has charged the Portal with its wake, but it only has enough charge for one person. You had best take our chance now or be trapped here with the rest of us. Go now, you don't have much time!' Garahvon pulls you to your feet than hauls you bodily to the portal. He then throws you into it's swirling light... … … … … … … Garahvon stands in his tattered red robes and watches as the only exit from the Plain of Banishment collapse under it's own weight slowly in front of him. His throat tightens at the thought of the cold walls forever around him... The Demon then feels a presence behind him. He was sure he had destroyed all the Chosen of Pythius, confused he turns slowly. His dark eyes go wide in shocked when he finds a tall figure dressed in simple pale robes staring at him with open fascination. Garahvon backs off slowly, he looks around for an exit that he knows is not there. He swallows in terror, a feeling he has not felt in countless aeons. 'What do you want Osverin.' The figure smiles then says in a deep voice like that of rushing waters, 'So, you not only sacrificed your Focus but also let your only escape slip through your fingers. Why would you do that Garahvon?' The Demon bites his lip and says slowly, 'I felt a heavy destiny upon the Mortal. If someone is to be condemned here, it is I.' Osverin steps closer to the Demon, 'But you chose another over yourself, how could you do that?' Again the Demon bites his lower lip, 'I have realised that my nature does not rule me. I can choose another path. Every time I make that choice, it becomes easier the next time.' The god of Wisdom folds his arms and gazes at the Demon, 'Well now, that is surprising. I can assure you that being surprised doesn't happen to me every millennium. I'll have to see how this works out.' With that he snaps his fingers and they both vanish into the aether. You receive 11,418,122 Xp