"Well, that's the fun of it."<br/><br/>The old wizard checks an hourglass on one wall, then begins walking around the room and adjusting things. He starts by pulling odds and ends off the shelves; a strange clawed hand, a fancy looking urn, a stone head with a necklace of vines. He starts to pull down a crystal mirror, but seems to freeze mid action for a second before putting it back where it was.<br/><br/>Finally, after a moment, the wizard stops moving, looks at the clock again, and drops into a plush armchair, motioning for the both of you to sit in equally fancy seats around a table. In the center of the table is an orb, jet black with just a sliver of silver light on its edge (which, you notice, is always the "edge" you see, making it appear a disk from all sides), inside a filigree cage that visibly pulses with magic.<br/><br/>"So, tell me... What do you know about Faeries, little girls?"<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button"> OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">Cue plot device! :)</div></div>