Sparrowhawk, if ever your way lies East, come to me. And if you ever need me, send for me, call on me by my name: Estarriol.’ At that Ged lifted his scarred face, meeting his friend’s eyes. ‘Estarriol,’ he said, ‘my name is Ged.’ Then quietly they bade each other farewell and Vetch turned and went down the stone hallway, and left Roke. Ged stood still a while, like one who has received great news, and must enlarge his spirit to receive it. It was a great gift that Vetch had given him, the knowledge of his true name.
