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I was very glad to find that no one was injured in her first episode. I did have to pay for the damages to the tavern, but that will have to come out of your pay also. Tell me what you think about what I have told you.”
    “It is a bit overwhelming, but I must protect my sister. I don’t believe I have a choice.” Kilen paused for a moment before speaking again. “My father was a scout for a Wizard Calvin. I have heard of what scouts do in my war history books, I think I could be one. I could do what my father did. Will that earn enough money to pay for my sisters training?”
    The wizard smiled, “Boy, scouts are one of the highest paid members of the king’s army. I don’t think you understand what it takes to be a scout, but you are certainly fast enough to be one if you made the trip from Humbridge to here in less than a night on foot.” He drank deeply from the wine and chewed on a piece of cheese before continuing. “Ok well I will do my best to train you, I’m not allowed to imbue weapons without the king’s permission, but I needed something or someone to help me keep that girl under control. We will have trouble if you cannot perform well enough to live up to that sword. It would be better if you just sold it to the king, but seeing what you went through to get it I don’t foresee that happening.” The wizard took a few bites of fruit, “We have a short time to teach you to be a wielder, let’s get started. Stand up and draw the sword. You won’t have any immediate effects from it like with the rings.” He nodded and gripped the handle of the sword. When his hand touched the hilt he felt strength rush into him along, with calmness. His fatigue washed away, but he didn’t drew it.
    “Does water magic make you stronger also?” the wizard looked at him quizzingly, holding a piece of cheese to his lips.
    “No, why do you ask?”
    “When I put on the rings it feels like I could run forever or pick up a horse. When I touched the sword I got the same feeling and with it a calmness.”
    “Draw the blade,” he said slowly in a flat tone. He had a look of concern across his face. Kilen pulled the sword from the sheath and held it in front of him. It was as polished as the silver coils along the sheath. On the blade just below the hilt were two images. One was a wave of water, and the other was a bigger version of the tree identical to the image inside his rings. The wizard had gone completely white. He shook his head from side to side and started to pace the room. “I do believe I have made a very big mistake, and with that made your life much more difficult. That weapon could be the undoing of us both.” He stopped and looked at Kilen. “It has already been imbued by an earth wizard. When I imbued it, the power that lay dormant in the sword was awoken. You are in possession of a two element blade.”
    Kilen thought a moment before speaking, “I don’t understand, doesn’t this mean it will make me stronger? I would think the King would like to have a two element weapon bearer working for him.”
    “Think of the social classes’ boy. A blade with one element, you are a soldier, captain, scout, or commander. Two elements and you are a noble, with lands given to you by the King for your service to his army. The elemental power on that blade is supposed to be earned not given. I have just promised you lands under the king. By the wizard council’s rules he must follow. The third mark on a weapons blade means you have a right to claim a kingdom. Wielders are chosen and appointed by wizards to uphold the laws and protect wizards that imbue the blades.”
    “Can I just reject any land that is supposed to be given to me?”
    “It is not that simple. You were not supposed to receive lands and so it is my mistake. Further, it is only a small part that you are now a noble social class. Your sister is a fire wizard. When she is fully trained, she would be able to give you a third elemental mark, which