He nodded to the woman, his voice friendly and soft, though the tone did not suit the words at all. "Darian, sorcerer. I have no past I would care to talk about, all things considered. No offense, but the past is that, past. Means nothing and earns nothing."<br/><br/>It was the note about the swapping runes that perked his attention, and he hummed to himself, before asking if the runes could be swapped, and then swapped from those positions. Upon her noting they could, he played with the letters, first swapping them around to form the word 'Lucre.' If that did nothing, and Eclipse didn't mind, he started a methodical rearrangement of the swappable runes, forming the possible permutations, knowing he had one hundred and twenty to try.