Devaguea was not amused by being brushed off. Magic wasn't common, but he could name half a dozen incidents where magical mishaps had caused quite a problem. And that had been his own casters in the last year. When a mage suddenly appears talking about bad magical things happening, and saying you need to move away from something... well, it brought to mind sayings about sappers at speed outranking everyone else. Still, he was glad that his cartographer group had at least gotten out; now he didn't have to hire and train a new group.<br/><br/>Once Jubilost was out, he let the others answer the questions the group had, though the fact it went from what should have been close to dawn to nearly dusk was probably all the proof the group needed. He, however, was looking over the map, and pointing out that the rest of the area had already been mapped, thanks to the annex of Varnhold and the Nomen joining him. Most of the things were obvious, a marked iron mine, a site flush with gems, and the lake made a picturesque town location, as well as profitable too. However, he did notice that the mountains hadn't been explored yet, so handed the copy back. "Good work. Keep it up. I will let housekeeping know that you are on extended patrol."