#agra studying his character under a microscope by asking 20 questions and seeing how he reacts SBNDS

[lordsrot]

@banedictus ❝clever. you were testing me, weren’t you?❞

As a stranger in these planes, flourishing with new matters of creatures, magics and GODS by which he’s never seen nor heard of before--- it was important to achieve his baring's. Both in surroundings and the people in it. Any means to find the possible answers he seeks for his affliction. Perhaps even more than a mere cure to be uncovered. Yet, he’d be ever the fool to blindly seek the audience of any mortal. People were fools, cowards, far too quick to bite at an unfamiliar hand. Especially one the likes of his own. There was a need for reputation. And Gortash merely happened to be one of those to catch his flaming eye. His name was whispered among the people; genius, strategic, informed, damnable. The very traits in a person the corpse blood would speak with. 

And it was worth the effort of worming his way into the man’s company and forcing an unseen hand at his schedule. Time was made, allowing for a more formal conversation to be held, and privately at that. Gortash proved very much to be the man that he was rumored as. Agravaine watched as reignition washed over the younger's features. Wits were quick about him too, this one.

"Clever? Or simply thorough? You question my methods as though you have not done similarly. People are best measured by such tests. Their valuation, their knowledge, and their ability to react and adapt. All things worth knowing about a person before your time and resources are wasted." He lectured, head canting as he watched Gortash from where he sat. There was a near smile in his words that the bleak and expressionless mask he donned did not convey, "You passed. I believe we could prove useful to one another, if willing."