“Unfortunately, there are some things you must do once you have the powers of a Mistweaver. Thought you had it easy for a minute, didn’t you?” said the man with a grin. “You see, Jeffery,” he said with a chuckle, “once you have your power, you have but six-hundred and sixty-six days to collect four objects and bring them to me, or else I will die. I do not want to die.

You will already have the first of them, the Apprentice’s Sphere. Two of them, you will be able to gather from this world, the physical world, and even on this very continent, in this country, which, relatedly, is renown in the world of Mistweavers for its high number of people with the capacity to perform magic. One of the reasons for there being so many is that the Spires of the old legends were on this continent, in this country as well.

I will now tell you the locations of the objects, including the fourth and final one. You must never repeat them to anyone. If you do, the consequences for you, and for the world, will be unimaginable.