You dream of a knight who rules a realm. He wears very fancy etched black plate mail, with bas relief roses across it. He sits upon a throne, with vines of living black roses growing up the side of the throne. You see him holding a small stick of some sort, examining it. You instinctively know it is a segment from the Rod of Seven Parts. Although the Lord Knight wears a great helm, shielding his face from view, his body language gives the impression of distraction, that he is largely unimpressed by the segment of the Rod. This is reinforced when he tosses the segment onto a pile of loot, and sighs. You wake.