[Estinien stares at the fire, a simmering resentment turning in his gut as he thinks of it. How many honored guests went about assuming it was justified, he wonders? How long would it have gone on without Oliver's intervention?]
The High Mage has a magical tome, capable of telling him things about all those entered within it. His selections were based on a private agenda, and not on what was just. He simply chose his guests by what he thought would best serve his empire.
He would happily have thrown our lives away to save him the complication of dealing with those he judged unfit for his mission.
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[Estinien stares at the fire, a simmering resentment turning in his gut as he thinks of it. How many honored guests went about assuming it was justified, he wonders? How long would it have gone on without Oliver's intervention?]
The High Mage has a magical tome, capable of telling him things about all those entered within it. His selections were based on a private agenda, and not on what was just. He simply chose his guests by what he thought would best serve his empire.
He would happily have thrown our lives away to save him the complication of dealing with those he judged unfit for his mission.