[u][b]Thessir[/b][/u]

[b]"It's been 3 million years, what do you think happened to them?"[/b]

Thessir shrugged, putting his hands up in the air.

"I am but ah simple pehzzant. I doubt the, Mmeheheh, Zagezs care for th' wordz of ah loathzum critter like I."

Putting himself down he shrank from Aether, stepping aside to let the more *important people talk. The answer she gave was not satisfying but then again listening to what people said was the wrong way to learn anything. People often tell more in what they don't say over what they say when they talk. She seemed to have quite the story to tell just from the look of her.

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[b]“How exactly do I benefit becoming a Sage, subsequently associating myself with everyone here? Or-perhaps the better question, is how are you benefiting from an outcast, slave or anyone else here?”[/b]

Thessir looked out from the corner of his eye over at the elf fellow. The nyxian's smile was cheshire, his brow looking curious. His perhaps a better question was a better question indeed, much better than his first one in fact. Thessir immediately knew at least some of the potential benefits that would come with becoming a sage, the most immediately notable of which was the opportunity to score some more information dense spell books from this university she spoke of.

Yes, the real question was what [i]were[/i] their hosts getting out of this arrangement? Thessir cradled his chin in the crook of his thumb and finger, taking a moment to mull it over as he really got to thinking about it.

"Why would zomebody need the zagez back, unlezz..."

He muttered to himself out loud, not going too far out of his way to be discrete about it.

"Aha!"

He took the hand he was just resting his chin in and gestured up, a single index finger raised.

"Eef the Zagezs are required then that muzt mean zome ancient evil eez rouzing!"

He cupped his hands over his mouth, stifling a giggle.

"-Oohoohoo~ Ewhat other threat of old could it be than the one and only? Iheheheheheh! A band of frezz meat to topple an unzurmountable enemy! Lucky are we indeed!"

It had to be the reason these unlucky few were chosen to become the sages. The only other reason that made sense to him was the possibility that she was going to reduce them all into mage goo for their sweet distilled essence.

[hider=Author's Note.]
* Dumb.
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