The male rogue stopped mid-stride, as if caught by a fishhook. He arched his brows in thought, then shrugged, answering "I can't say for sure... but it seems that he's been going a few all-nighters with those paintings of his. Never seen anyone, wizard or no, make so many finely crafted objects in such a short time. It's a marvel that the Tythians haven't narrowed it down to him, yet."