Machiavellianism

[Sage]

Sage drifted into the store in his head as they walked up the stairs into the private plan. Sage wasn't that rich he didn't have a plan of his own. His parents never did either. But then they didn't do a lot of traveling like the rockstar Aiden used to be.

"The Atharim have records of prophets. But I don't think they employ them - they are under monsters." They hadn't been labeled monsters of course - they were called abnormalities. Humans who weren't normal. They couldn't call them monsters what if anyone ever found their data? It would incriminate them.

Sage sighed. as he took a seat. Aiden seemed fine. He turned to look at Jaxen. "So are we after this, The Sword of Light of Nuada, or the lost pages? I'm assuming the object itself since you already raided the Atharim." Sage wasn't sure why he was coming other than it was an adventure he was unlikely to have anytime else. But it didn't matter he could work anywhere. But for now he tried to keep an eye on Aiden in case it happened again, whatever it was that had happened.