Tim, the sorcerer

Behind the mountains, in a forgotten cave, there once lived a vulshok 
sorcerer. Let's just call him Tim in this story. Tim, who had the 
lavamancer's skill, had heard rumors of a far away ruin, a former temple of 
the false god, which was located near the Urborg volcano. An ancient 
artifact, the "rod of ruin" was supposedly buried with his last owner 
there. So Tim quickly grabbed his lantern of insight and started his 
journey. He travelled across barren moors, several bloodstained mires got 
left behind. He crossed a salt marsh and walked around swamps. Finally, he 
climbed a mountain and found the place beneath the Urborg volcano. All he 
saw there was an oversold cemetary where a gravedigger attempted to shy 
away the carrion feeder, which was leaping between the graves in search of 
its next meal. He almost lost hope, but then he discovered a demon's horn. 
As he picked it up, a ravenous rat, which was gnawing on the horn, ran 
away. He saw more chittering rats behind a gravestone, heck, there was a 
whole swarm of rats. Tim recalled the old phrase of Bram Stoker's Dracula 
"Rats, rats, rats! Hundreds, thousands, millions of them and every one a 
life." and suddenly was filled with fright. He couldn't believe his eyes as 
he stared in shock at the death cloud that quelled from an unholy grotto in 
the distance. He could barely see the outlines of a throne, made of bones, 
behind it must be the altar of shadows. Suddenly, a figure appeared between 
the mists. "This must be the phyrexian plaguelord, who last owned the rod 
of ruin", Tim thought, "but he should be dead ... or ...is he ... undead 
!?" The figure made a threatening gesture and transformed into a Mephidross 
Vampire, who attempted to consume Tim's spirit. In total panic, he 
attacked. With a mighty CLASH, he unleashed his power and carbonized the 
soulless one with a mighty fireball. The vulshok sorcerer had defeated his 
adversary and claimed his price of many style points ... ;-)