The Congruent Apprentice

Young wizards coming of age in a time of war... Will they be ready? EYNON was excited to leave his village and set off on his wander year. He'd turned sixteen today, and hoped for at least a few adventures. At high noon, he arrived a crossroads and saw a shimmer of silver in the mud. It was a thin and dirty oval, about the size of his palm. He washed it with squirts of water from his goatskin, then marveled at what was revealed. It was a silver amulet, worked with complex, interlaced design...