As she reached out - the older mage slapped her hand and senses back.

Certainly, the older mage had believed he was telling the truth.

The old mage had also told Leyladin about his progress.

"We don't have much choice," pointed out the older mage.

Below, he heard the old mage muttering to himself, probably trying one last spell.

That was when he had been sent to Athens to apprentice to an older mage.

And the old mage, he told me they did no such thing.

They were beginning to piece out who she must be, the Kargish woman in the old mage's house.

She cast the stone in her hand so that it crashed at the old mage's feet.

She looked away for a moment, and then back at the old mage.