"No." Lilax shook her head after pondering the issue. "Damn, I thought becoming rich would be easier."
"What's wrong with this place?" Aryk asked. "This isn't how I pictured the house of a powerful evil mage. This looks like the wet dream of a compulsive hoarder. Where are the beautiful women, the tasty food, and the fine clothes?"
They had just entered a wide space with piles of books arranged along the walls and dozens of empty alembics and crystal containers forming a path leading from one door to the other.
"I told you. I forced Azith to abandon his lair just two days ago." Leegaain replied. "Dimensional amulets make storing your possessions easy, but arranging them after you get yourself a new place takes time.
"Also, my son has turned into one of those shadow creatures we met before. He has no need for women, food, or clothes. He only craves the lives of others and power. It's why he brought you two and the other prisoners here."
