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[lioneyed]

[It's warm enough in the Gardens - early fall still, and the sun is out, though some of the leaves have begun to change color. Nonetheless, Thamuris has a heavy, light-colored shawl wrapped around his thin shoulders against even the slightest chill. He's perched at the foot of a tree, in a little bit of shade. He's not quite paying attention to the world around him - whether it's because he's lost in thought or if it's the laudanum isn't clear]

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[lord_wizard]

Just more translations for your archives. It keeps me busy.

[lioneyed]

But not much engaged, I'm guessing?

[lord_wizard]

Not terribly.

Don't get me wrong. I don't mind. There's something interesting in here every once in awhile, but there is always the fact that this is the closest I can get to earning my keep.

[lioneyed]

I don't think you need to worry about earning your keep - I suspect the scholars are clinging to every word you say about your school of magic and your city.

[lord_wizard]

I can't argue with that, though I get the feeling it's not me they should be listening to.

[And yes that is a pointed but silent look in Thamuris' direction]

[lioneyed]

[And Thamuris just looks vaguely perplexed about that look]

...Me? Why?

[lord_wizard]

Because you outrank them? Because you're the only person that listened when my brother needed help? Because you have more intellectual curiosity than half of this Covenant put together?

[lioneyed]

[He flushes a bit at the compliment, though he glances back down at his hands]

Xanthippe has reason not to listen to me - my own covenant sent me here, after all.