It was, fortunately enough, also close to where the young mage lived.

She turned to him, and her eyes focused on the younger mage.

The youngest mage took the document and began to read.

The young mage stood and pointed at the map on the table.

But, for now, you go ahead and tell it, young mage.

"I thought we decided he would never again mentor a young mage."

The young mage looked from one of his friends to the other.

They were very old, the young mage with her explained.

The young mage came running, his crystal ready to hand.

Yes, since the young mage had nearly died upon their doorstep during the last war.