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That seemed to pique Abbas' interest. "I did not realize you were a Prime Archiver."

'It's not something I like to advertise. We didn't part on the best of terms.'

"I see..."

'In any event, Agrian was indeed a powerful servant in his day, but the stories about him were always... shall we say, embarrassing? He struggled desperately--and sometimes pathetically--to distinguish himself from his much more famous mentor. And sadly, it would seem he never quite managed it, if even the two of you haven't heard of him.'

"Who was his mentor?" said Abbas.

'Skapa,' said Garovel.

Abbas head reared back a little. "That is good news, then, surely. Skapa made several of his own Forges."

'Sure...' Garovel did not sound terribly convinced. 'Only, the stories about Agrian tended be more... cautionary in nature, rather than praiseworthy. Few of them involved him creating something that actually worked, and even in those, he was usually upstaged by one of his peers and made to look like a bitter fool by the end.'

'Wow,' said Worwal. 'I must say, you are not painting a very prestigious picture of our dear Forge's creator.'

Garovel paused for a brief sigh. 'Yes, well, I don't want to give you a false impression of him. But on the other hand, if he really did manage to create this Forge, then he must have been more skilled than the tales let on.'

Abbas brought a hand to his chin as he thought. "His personality may explain why the Candle rejects his name. Or perhaps there was a particular event that made it turn against him. Either way, it clearly does not wish to be associated with his memory."

Worwal gave a harsh laugh. 'That's quite the slap in the face. Abandoned by his own masterwork. Makes me feel a bit sorry for this Agrian.'

'I wouldn't rush to his defense too quickly, if I were you,' said Garovel.

'Oh?'