The black stoneFrienia, year 1604 of the first era (The White Magician’s notes).
Seven long years seemed like a long time for the dark young magician Esporiel, but great was also the goal of his mission: complete peace in all of Frienia.
He searched in his pocket until touching his precious black stone, the instrument of the task entrusted to him by his master. Its touch reassured and encouraged him.
It had been a few hours since he left Mazorik’s residence and began to feel lonely. For seven years he would have to watch over the smooth running of the mission, which he could not share with anyone and which he had to keep in the strictest secrecy.
He could not even share it with his family, with whom he had not been in contact for some years. His father and mother would feel happy to ha
