Norton stepped through the spatial rift and arrived on the outskirts of Alune's Spring.
"I knew it was you, old fart.", he pointed at Elder Flock, "So what is it this time around?"
"A task. We need a new identity.", Elder Flock tossed out a few paryus to Norton.
"A covert mission, I see.", Norton read the contents of the paryus and creased his brows a little after digesting it into his mind, "These are a little too complicated as I would be requiring at least a formula 7 illusion magic spell to handle your needs. Also, that young man on the back. I'm not even sure if my 'concealment' spells would even work on him.", Norton pointed at Eluard.
There was a slight aura of magical deterrence coming from him. Illusion spells were said to be formidable, but wizards who dabbled in the confusing world of illusionary magic like Norton knew that a little bit of deterrence force against magic would crumble an illusion magic master like him.