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Before any of the other students could rise to the challenge of asking questions and receiving the kind of education that the art of the arcane and strange provided, Domakeo , the young lad who thought he could win that fated fight stood and asked his own questions. Domakeo brought a smile to the old codgers face, so much so that Bigsby removed his massive hat and placed it to the side.

"Your asking me to provide assistance in such a way?" Bigsby crossed his arms and looked over the strange jewel that adorned the young man's outfit. "Strange that you would ask someone as lowly as myself." Bigsby began to chuckle as he looked the young man right in the eyes. "Even a starving dactyl would turn it's nose away from you.' I believe those are the words you used to describe how lowly this old man is."

Bigsby kept his crystal blue gaze locked upon the warrior before him only to shake his head slightly. "I would not spurn another who is seeking knowledge. However, I must know something, are you willing to take on such a grand task? Many before you have tried to meet my expectations only to fail and be lost." The old man was serious but this bit of information was more directed towards Aebbe than anything. He wanted all of the students to know that failure was a possibility in the realms they now stood and wished for this to be understood.

"I'm sure that with my understanding and expertise your skills will improve. But for right now lets see if the others have any questions of their own. The arcane is full of mystery and plenty of wrong notions due to years of falsehoods." Bigsby quickly took up his hat only to produce a single apple and lightly tossed it towards the young warrior.

"Now have a snack and let class continue." Bigsby chuckled once more as he placed his massive hat back atop his head only to then turn to the others. "So any questions?"