Aldur uprooted himself from another life before he roused any suspicion. The half dragon, carrying the legacy of the first teachers of magic, wondered what he might do this decade as he settled into the foreign inn. Ambitious but without much, Zemina worked another day at the inn, yearning to become something greater but without funds, she was stuck. She tended to her tables, telling the newest stranger her laments. Being a magic teacher, Aldur thought, might just be what he does this decade.