There he was again, standing in the same place he'd stood so many years before when he'd come to this isle.
He gazed over the horizon. His green eyes gave a spark of excitement.
Clad in a deep red sorceror's hat, a deep red robe, and equally as deep red gloves and shoes.
He now was an apprentice. Sent here by his teachers to further enhance his knowledge of the Arcane.
He had accomplished so much in the time he was gone.
He'd been married, had a child, and endured their deaths.
Yet it hardened him, and caused him to study even harder.
Often at night he found himself reading old texts on the art of Necromancy,
Something in his heart told him if he learned this, perhaps he could be reunited with his family.
Even still, he found himself on Gobaith once more. Ready to start anew.
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((He's at the Harbour.))
An old face
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