"And I'd be given the boot just as quickly, but look at him. You might not be able to take him in a fight, but he looks powerful. He's rich, he has authority, but he doesn't look satisfied with it. He's clever, too." Lan turns to smile at Ghoul as she closes the book and gently places it back on the shelf. He's young, but he's made an effort and that counts for something. Maybe offering to help him will do him good or maybe it's just enough rope to hang himself with.

"To craft the sort of ward you might need, we can work together to find a print. Or, you can find someone else that specializes in trinkets and magic. It's your choice."