Being taught by an occultist who was so advanced in his studies that he could be happy as a blind widower would have sounded exquisitely rewarding to most people on this path.
Ted Tobias was not most people.
The patronizing he expected never came. Theinskvalur spoke wisely, with the patience of a man who could not run anymore. He spoke with no discernible ill intentions. He spoke with grace.
This, of course, annoyed the high cor more than anything that would have been classifiable as covert rudeness. Theinskvalur's physical form was so maimed that he needed to be entangled with machines that even Madorn, the great scientist, would have had a hard time making sense of. Still, the village leader was nothing short of perfectly articulate and civilized.
Annoyed and frustrated, the high cor listened to the man, finding that there were so many truths inside that brutalized head.
