"Forgive me for eavesdropping, but I distinctly remember the Tavern Keeper telling you that no Visitor will die from illness," Rolan drawls, tapping his clawed fingertips against the counter as he leans his head towards Viktor. "Somehow, I get the suspicion that your "soon" will come much, much later than you currently anticipate."
"Besides, are you really going to give up just like that?" If watching Viktor come to life caught Rolan's attention, watching that life right drain back out of him makes Rolan feel twitchy. Agitated. Some might even say angry on Viktor's behalf. "The universe is sorely lacking in people of an inquisitive nature. It seems a shame to let a mind like yours go to waste, if I may say so myself."
And the more Rolan thinks about it, the less he cares about the problems with Hextech. It's a problem for a world beyond his reach, and if it's really such a danger, then fine. Let it go. But Hextech is not the limit of what this world offers. In fact...
"We don't even know what sort of resources this world has," Rolan continues, almost feeling excited as a list of things to research starts to compile itself in his head. "So what if my magic is currently locked away? I still know the shape and sound of a spell. I still know the structure of ritual magic, and I know how to read. We "Visitors" were brought here for a reason, were we not? While I'm not interested in helping those who have taken us..."
"Well, I've never been one to tolerate idleness for long. I'll find my own way. Why not join me?" he asks, offering out his hand. "You'll find little better company, I assure you."
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"Besides, are you really going to give up just like that?" If watching Viktor come to life caught Rolan's attention, watching that life right drain back out of him makes Rolan feel twitchy. Agitated. Some might even say angry on Viktor's behalf. "The universe is sorely lacking in people of an inquisitive nature. It seems a shame to let a mind like yours go to waste, if I may say so myself."
And the more Rolan thinks about it, the less he cares about the problems with Hextech. It's a problem for a world beyond his reach, and if it's really such a danger, then fine. Let it go. But Hextech is not the limit of what this world offers. In fact...
"We don't even know what sort of resources this world has," Rolan continues, almost feeling excited as a list of things to research starts to compile itself in his head. "So what if my magic is currently locked away? I still know the shape and sound of a spell. I still know the structure of ritual magic, and I know how to read. We "Visitors" were brought here for a reason, were we not? While I'm not interested in helping those who have taken us..."
"Well, I've never been one to tolerate idleness for long. I'll find my own way. Why not join me?" he asks, offering out his hand. "You'll find little better company, I assure you."