"The Ancients" were the secret (albeit benificent) legions of the Kings of Galifar. I'm one of the last living members, perhaps the only living member, of the original force. The Ancients, like the kingdom, fractured when three scions of King Jarot challenged the rite of succession. Many of us returned to our homeland. Thus, I went back to Aundair and eventually became a general in her army ... but I refused to let the truth of the Ancients die. I shared my secret with the most worthy soldiers in the hope that when I passed, a new order of Ancients would arise to look after good people in a troubled world.

Yes, I knew your father. He was a special forces soldier before he took up "wheat farming". He was one of the new order. He should have been here ... not me. My time should have run out long ago, but the powers that be have a dark sense of humor. They take the young ones and leave an old husk like me.

Xyzzyx frowned. He suddenly looked very tired and old. Older than a human had a right to be ...

As for Vonerec, he's a necromancer and an adversary of the Ancients. I don't know where you can find him but I will soon. I'm afraid you'll have to stay your hand for the time being. You'll have your vengence ... when the time is right.