Then, the image of the monster Casavar darkened Kaisen's memory. "If he leaves the island, he'll be at Casavar's mercy." Kaisen turned back to the graves. He was troubled by what Casavar had told him sixteen years before, about the Edicts of Guthix. "Could they really find a way around them?"
Kaisen looked back at the nearby cottage down the road inland that he called home. "I know what I must do," he said, sighing. "It's time Abiel accepted his inheritance."
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Abiel pushed open the door and entered the temple. He stood for a moment in the grand entrance hall, blown away by the aura of power and mystery he felt. He had been to the temple many times, but he was always in awe of the power of the temple, the endless might of the stars and mind.
"Sage Orvian!" Abiel yelled, his call resounding throughout the temple.
In answer, an old man creaked out of a nearby room. He hobbled on his wooden cane, and his old age was evident in the wrinkled bald head he bore. However, his blue eyes radiated wisdom, and they were as sharp as they had ever been in the sage's lifetime. This was the old sage Orvian, examiner of young Moonclan and good friend of Kaisen.
“My dear boy,* the sage replied, hobbling over to Abiel. “It is a pleasure to see you again.”
Abiel smiled widely. The sage looked down into the kind eyes of the boy. Abiel was a curious subject, and he never stopped drawing attention to himself. He was a mixture of human and dwarf unlike anything ever seen before. Though he had the stature of a dwarf, around four feet tall, his facial features were deeply human. The only sign of his dwarven ancestry was his height. Otherwise, he had wide green eyes, a memento of his grandfather Kaisen, and a willingness to smile like his grandmother, Kalda. Despite all his differences with the Moonclan, however, the boy had never shown the slightest bit of resentment toward them, even the ones that shunned him from the village since his birth.
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