[Erenthril Mael'tharias]

Erenthril blandly shrugged his shoulders; the quest was rather inconsequential to the matters of affair he quickly recognized unfurling.

“Don’t know many other Elves who run around with staves and sit on top of hills meditating whom aren’t mages of some sort or another,” he asked, evading the real note he’d picked up on within the Astral Plane and his dual perception of how he could examine Saka’s Vis reservoirs. No need for the itty gritty at this point – besides, he hardly new the man. Quid pro quo never applied here, and instead, the exchange was mutually one-sided; that is, Eren asked questions, and Saka seemed content to answer them. Better to say, Eren asked the right questions of significance, and dilly-dallied around explanations to the other nameless acquaintance.

“Elementalism, huh? I have a few friends whom are Elementalists – finding it interesting yet? Why’d you pick it?” he glanced over at the sitting Medonian now, fully engaged in conversation as he crossed his arms in front of his chest and waited expectantly for a response.