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... disciple of Elder Elwin. Of course, being a disciple was merely a verbal change in address, devoid of any ceremony or grand invitations for guests to witness.

Garrett wasn't one to boast, and Elder Elwin was astute enough to sense something amiss from the news about the Prophet. So, he let Garrett go that day and visited Mage Gelman alone at the Mage Tower the next day to express his intentions.

"What? You want to take Garrett as your disciple?" Mage Gelman was so astonished his ...

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