Traveling through the Steamfont hills one evening, a deafening thunder and roar suddenly filled my ears. Turning to the sound behind me, I noticed brilliant lights flash across the heavens, followed by faint sounds of laughter and cheers. Curious, I ran towards the commotion.

I soon found myself in front of the Ak'Anon gates, where hundreds of delightful gnomes gathered for a fireworks show like none they had ever witnessed. They gazed at the marvelous figure before them as Xylon Magnificence, archmage and protector of Ak'Anon, continued on.

"And for my next act," began Xylon,
"I shall make the clouds above glow with magical power!"

Xylon then flailed his arms high in the air, as his trusty pet, Xeber,
watched excitedly behind him.

"Bubble-aroo, Kalamazoo,
Fiest your eyes on my magical stew!
See the light take its flight,
See the dreary night ignite!"

Just as Xylon promised, the clouds above erupted in a wonderful dance of lights and magic! Xylon looked out to his brethren as they boasted his name, jumping and dancing before the fiery parade above. He stood there, watery eyed from pride,
as his name echoed clear across Faydwer.

The hard working gnomes of Ak'Anon cherished this celebration of brotherhood and camaraderie. Just as Xylon lifted the darkness from their hills, he too, would protect them from the evil that lurks beyond.

Yes, this night belonged to Xylon, protector of Ak'Anon, and friend of Norrath.
This night belonged... to Xylon the Magnificent!