Were all ninth-circle casters this strange? Just like Lysander, this one acted without thought, then hoped a favor would count as an apology. I supposed they were rather famous and even feared throughout Enusia, so perhaps that expectation wasn't unfounded, but I found it irritating all the same. That wasn't to say I wasn't going to take advantage of his offer, and quickly fell into thought.
The question on my mind was clear, so I looked at him and, with as much confidence as I could muster, asked, "I came here to learn about Dispel Magic. Something about the spell I know is wrong, but I can't tell what. Would you teach me?"
He grunted, turning a critical eye to me. "Isn't that what this paper's all about? Why would you waste it on something this trivial?"
