Grabbing up the little one, he moved over to the bar and planted her in a seat. He waved to Jasmine, a sly smile crossing his visage, almost reminiscent of a man long since passed."Get her a glass of milk, will you Jasmine?" He returned to the blind mage. Placing his hands out before his chest, palms facing one another, he smiled and then twirled his fingers, the magic sparking to life as bolts of white and black lightning danced across his fingertips, meeting in the middle of his outstretched palms and merging to make a ball of glowing energy."No, my dear stranger. I am the apprentice Librarian of the Grand Archive, trained by Xionis Alan McCloud the Thirteenth himself, and highly adept in the Arts. And your mistakes matter little here, mage. The Shadow's Pride is a haven for anyone. That's why My Master built it."