Your master, better known as Repose, of course his name was adorned upon him by his master, and you might be able to get your new name on a few years, as his apprentice he won’t go easy on you, but he still loved you (platonically)

On this particular day. The dying leaves on the trees were Turing towards their beautiful red and orange hues, you and Repose are inside of his rustic abode, a castle left to ruins by the townspeople, sipping tea and reading over spellbooks together.