Morgan agreed that 'we seek lore' was not a very good explanation, as she'd already gathered that much; luckily Quanil went on. The goal of this guild as explained by this member seemed to be quite vague, more of an excuse to adventure and seek out whatever was wished rather than any specific task, but Morgan had known of such organisations for a long time and didn't think it to be that strange. "And have you been anywhere dangerous as a result of being a 'loreseeker'?"
That Quanil was a natural who had supposedly lived here for their whole life and did not yet have a trade made Morgan raise an eyebrow. "Your parents have not trained you in any kind of profession? You do not have any savings?" Clothes in the markets were hardly expensive unless you were looking for fine leather boots or soft cloaks; Quanil really had to be penniless.
She was not vain about her own clothes and she just laughed at Quanils quick save, shaking her head. "I am dressed for warmth in the Halo mountains, not for appeal to anyone else."
