Draiss hummed to himself as he listened, having accepted the offer of wine, and sipped it appreciatively. He waited until the end, before placing the glass down, and looking at the elf for a moment, letting her notice his cat slit eyes, the scales on the back of his hands and forearms and forehead, before blinking once, and asking the obvious question. "So, what order did the other races arrive in? It will help me set up, in my head, how it all lays out, and who started the open fighting? From your point of view, I mean. I added the last because the side that the others think 'started' it might have been in retaliation for a couple outcasts from another group's actions."<br/><br/>He waited until she answered that part, before leaning back with a smile and a nod. "And for the most important question, what can a 'simple' magic user like myself do for you? Any agreements will, of course, have to be agreed by both of us, but I am not the most picky in what I do."