Markus would only raise an eyebrow at the mention of libraries and death cults. He merely shrugged his shoulders as Max held up his hand. I think they both knew Libraries weren't the answer to cults. Markus didn't quite get why the man was so against spending time learning, but he wouldn't question it. It was true; he had started all of this because of Victoria. But that wasn't why he became an Arcanist, learned magic, or studied. By his count, he had been attacked by or subject to harmful magic over four times in his first three months of searching for answers. That was why he did research, but there was no use explaining that.
“You're right, this wasn't about finding answers, and it won't get me anywhere.” Markus conceded, deciding not to mention that he disagreed with some of the points. He wasn't quite sure whether Max was trying to get him to drop the whole thing or try harder. Really, it didn't matter. Studying wouldn't teach him where to find the cult, but enchanting an amulet to negate magic might keep him alive a little longer.
“Sure, it would be great if you had some profane insight into any of the names on this list,” Markus added, tapping some of the other pages. “...but, frankly, I wanted to get you a beer out of thanks because I felt I owed it, even if you disagree,” Markus added before moving on. He knew the man didn't feel the same about that particular bit, Markus was only explaining his intentions initially before he continued.
“I wanted to talk to someone who actually knew her life in this city, who knew what she was. Besides, I wanted to let you read that journal because she died before she had the chance to apologize, and she deserved at least that much.” Markus had always intended to give the journals to the Exchange after this; he doubted they would get any more use out of the information than he did.
“You're right, this wasn't about finding answers, and it won't get me anywhere.” Markus conceded, deciding not to mention that he disagreed with some of the points. He wasn't quite sure whether Max was trying to get him to drop the whole thing or try harder. Really, it didn't matter. Studying wouldn't teach him where to find the cult, but enchanting an amulet to negate magic might keep him alive a little longer.
“Sure, it would be great if you had some profane insight into any of the names on this list,” Markus added, tapping some of the other pages. “...but, frankly, I wanted to get you a beer out of thanks because I felt I owed it, even if you disagree,” Markus added before moving on. He knew the man didn't feel the same about that particular bit, Markus was only explaining his intentions initially before he continued.
“I wanted to talk to someone who actually knew her life in this city, who knew what she was. Besides, I wanted to let you read that journal because she died before she had the chance to apologize, and she deserved at least that much.” Markus had always intended to give the journals to the Exchange after this; he doubted they would get any more use out of the information than he did.