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type of monster? Perhaps a protector against monsters?”
    Medivh smiled, now, and shook his head. “Don’t worry. You’re notsupposed to know. It’s part of the trick.” Then he looked up and said, “So. What do you know aboutme?”
    Khadgar shot a glance toward Moroes the Castellan, and suddenly realized that the servant has vanished, fading back into the shadows. The young man stammered for a moment. “The mages of the
    Kirin Tor hold you in high regard,” he managed at last, diplomatically.
    “Obviously,” said Medivh brusquely.
    “You are a powerful independent mage, supposedly an advisor to King Llane of Azeroth.”
    “We go back,” said Medivh, nodding at the youth.
    “Beyond that…” Khadgar hesitated, wondering if the mage truly could read his mind.
    “Yes?”
    “Nothing specific to justify the high esteem…” said Khadgar.
    “And fear,” put in Medivh.
    “Andenvy,” finished Khadgar, feeling suddenly put upon by the questions, unsure about how to answer.
    He quickly added, “Nothing specific to explain directly the highrespect the Kirin Tor holds you in.”
    “It’s supposed to be that way,” snapped Medivh peevishly, rubbing his hands over the brazier.
    “It’s supposed to be that way.” Khadgar could not believe how the master mage could possibly be cold. He himself felt nervous sweat drip down his back.
    At length, Medivh looked up, and the brewing storm was in his eyes again. “But what do you know aboutme?”
    “Nothing, sir,” said Khadgar.
    “Nothing?” Medivh’s voice raised and seemed to reverberate across the observatory. “Nothing?
    You came all this way for nothing? You didn’t even bother to check? Perhaps I was just an excuse for your masters to get you out of their hair, hoping you’d die en route. It wouldn’t be the first time someone tried that.”
    “There wasn’t that much to check. You haven’t done that much,” responded Khadgar hotly, then took a deep breath, realizing whom he was speaking with, and what he was saying. “I mean, not much that I
    could find out, I mean…”
    He expected an outburst from the older mage, but Medivh just chuckled. “And whatdid you find out?”
    he asked.
    Khadgar sighed, and said, “You come from a spellcaster heritage. Your father was a mage of Azeroth, one Nielas Aran. You mother was Aegwynn, which may be a title as opposed to a name, one that goes back at least eight hundred years. You grew up in Azeroth and know King Llane and Lord Lothar from your childhood. Beyond that…” Khadgar let his voice trail off.
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    “Nothing.”
    Medivh looked into the brazier and nodded, “Well, thatis something. More than most people can find out.”
    “And your name means ‘Keeper of Secrets’,” Khadgar added. “In High Elven. I found that out as well.”
    “All too true,” said Medivh, looking suddenly tired. He stared into the brazier for a while.
    “Aegwynn is not a title,” he said at length. “It is merely my mother’s name.”
    “Then there were several Aegwynns, probably a family name,” suggested Khadgar.
    “Only one,” said Medivh, somberly.
    Khadgar gave a nervous laugh. “But that would make her…”
    “Over seven hundred fifty years old when I was born,” said Medivh, with a surprising snort.
    “She is much older than that. I was a late child in her life. Which may be one reason the Kirin Tor is interested in what I keep in my library. Which is why they sent you to find out.”
    “Sir,” said Khadgar, as sternly as he could manage. “To be honest, every mage save the highest in the
    Kirin Tor wants me to find outsomething from you. I will accommodate them as best as I am able, but if there is material that you want to keep restricted or hidden, I will fully understand….”
    “If I thought that, you would not have gotten through the forest to reach here,” said Medivh, suddenly serious. “I need someone to sort and organize the library, for starters, then we work on the