"Yes, if your childhood involved pillaging a castle with your fellow inbred heathens. I can see how." [i]The mage said back with snark as he sighed, gripping the staff as his eyes stared right at the Deity. Xanthus had a weathered and jaded look to him, it was apparent he had experienced many things.[/i] "Might you tell me why I was invited here, in some bizarre carriage nonetheless? I suppose this reminds me of Kaer Trolde, but that's not the point. Speak your intentions."