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. That is the age when magic-users in
Krynn may choose to take the Test-the grueling
examination of their skills and talents in the Art which all
must pass before they can acquire more advanced and
dangerous knowledge. Because magicians wield such great
power, the Test is designed to weed out those who are
unskilled or who do not take their art seriously. It does this
very effectively-failure means death. There is no turning
back. Once a young man or woman of any race- elven,
human, ogre-decides to enter the Tower of High Sorcery
with the intent of taking the Test-he or she commits body
and soul to the magic.
Palin seemed unusually troubled and serious, just as he
had on their journey to the Tower-almost as if he was
about to take the Test himself. But that's ridiculous,
Caramon reminded himself. The boy is too young. Granted,
Raistlin took the Test at this age, but that was because the
Conclave needed him. Raistlin was strong in his magic,
excelling in the art, and-even so-the Test had nearly
killed him. Caramon could still see his twin lying on the
blood-stained floor of the Tower. . . . He clenched his fist.
No! Palin is intelligent, he is skilled, but he's not ready. He's
too young.
"Besides," Caramon muttered beneath his breath, "give
him a few more years and he may decide to drop this fool
notion. . . ."
As if aware of his father's worried scrutiny, Palin raised
his head slightly and gave him a reassuring smile
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