Ajax had, indeed, ran into a number of perils during his short stay on this land, it was how he had become well known after all. He'd thought nothing of it, however, being so used to situations like those wherever he went that he considered them the normal state of affairs. He'd yet to arrive in any land where he could not "ply his trade", so to speak, and still thought very little of this woman, her order and her talk of peril to the world at large. He was most certainly unmoved by her apparent sadness at being unable to find others of her kind, and he visibly smirked when she mentioned her abilities "not being as vast as they seemed".

"Yes, yes, I've heard it all before" he waved Genevieve off. "But I've not yet heard what we are to do. Storm these mages? Tear their guild asunder until we find what we are looking for? And what of this witchling and the assassin?". Ajax lifted his feet off the table and instead leaned forwards, laying his weight on his massive crossed arms as he peered at his would be employer. His face was all business now. "It is poor form not to lay out the details early. And we've yet to hear what the reward will be, should we conquer these, uh, great dangers".