Maverick Multimancer was feeling down, and out. The loss of Armenius troubled him. His son was dead, and a father should not outlive a son from Maverick's philosophy. His only thankful part was that he could say with pride he had been there until the end for his son any time the boy had needed him.

Fate...was fate...

Speaking of Fate, his other apprentices were scattered and he had to gather them. Some were languishing in temporal prisons. Others were trapped by alien despots. Some just had lost their time shredders and needed a pick up.

The first step would be gathering a team ready to go and collect his apprentices and bring them safely home...