Inclining his head yes, Neron at least seemed appeased that this white-haired newcomer was not taking Halo and its dangers lightly. Drumming long fingers along the arm of the chair, he inhaled deeply and let it out again, evidently considering his words. "There is an abandoned mine in a place called Whitebrim, if you are familiar with our lands at all. The settlement itself is fraught with danger - any exiled from the Citadel tend to take residence up there. They are savages, and they will eat anything to keep warm and fed."
Locking his eyes with Jigano, he hoped that his point was clear - anything was considered meat. "That being said, the mine was originally to search for metals and minerals that may be of value. I don't know if mageglass is included in that, or if any was ever discovered, but it has been abandoned for years."
In terms of exchanging knowledge, the Warden's lips twitched up ever so slightly. "Any magical knowledge you could share would be invaluable," he said. "That would be a good exchange for information about our customs and survival."
Locking his eyes with Jigano, he hoped that his point was clear - anything was considered meat. "That being said, the mine was originally to search for metals and minerals that may be of value. I don't know if mageglass is included in that, or if any was ever discovered, but it has been abandoned for years."
In terms of exchanging knowledge, the Warden's lips twitched up ever so slightly. "Any magical knowledge you could share would be invaluable," he said. "That would be a good exchange for information about our customs and survival."
