"So do all Bearers have similar abilities to yours, or are you all unique in what magic you can access?" He had no idea except for the books he's read or the tales that have been told when he was boy. Magic seemed to have different varieties.

"How long have you been with the King?" Obviously the two had a long history to be able to tell these kinds of tales after all. "I don't think I've met him yet, but maybe I intend to now that you speak highly of him."

Ah yeah, the mission. Vander wished there was more commitment from those of his world to save it, but that was a big ask. Everyone had agendas. He drank from the bottle and offered it back to Cid, still keeping the case tucked under his arm with a cigar between his fingers and offering the bottle. Bartending came with certain developed skills.

"You'll know him if you meet him, believe me. He's a skinny spiteful man with a temper, but he's the most driven man I know. Nothing stops him when he wants something." Except one person apparently....