Alone is something Medivh knows well. Not because his gifts of magic set him apart from those he was close to. The much larger job was protecting a realm full of people on his own that made it lonely. Everyone saw him as the Guardian. Even Llane and Lothar. Khadgar, too.

Medivh was only what he was once called.

He shook his head. "Only one. Though "Hell" can be a number of bad places." A beat. "Your magic, how long have you been practicing?"