"Well my boy Kerwyn it looks like you've done it to yourself again." A tall and lanky human male with brown unkempt hair and loose fitting clothing of blue and green robes was huddled on the floor covered in a sticky mess of magical webbing that had gone terribly wrong. Master Sernett looked Kerwyn in those strange troubled eyes. One eye was as black as the darkest night and the other so radiant a blue that one would think it was glowing with its own inner light. Master Sernett shook his head and wondered what he was going to do with the lad. He knew Kerwyn had the inner ability to do magic, but the boy had no focus. In fact, he could sense the greatest amount of the One Power in him that he has ever sensed in anyone. Sometime it was so powerful that Master Sernett wondered if the old legends were in fact true, and that the greatest wizard would one-day return to battle the Evil Master and finally rid the world of the Dark Tower and the evil creatures that lived inside. Shaking his head and chuckling to himself thinking that if this lad lying before him covered in sticky, magical webbing was the all-mighty wizard reborn, then this world was done for and the evil would surly be victorious this time.