Of course! she thought and if she had been alone she would have slapped her forehead. Of course it made sense that the goblins would be involved in it. She nodded along, taking frantic notes as he spoke, looking up only periodically to scribble furiously on her note pad. While he explained his role, she bit her lip and didnt speak only to make small noises of shock, surprise or interest, stopping her transcription only now and then to star or underline some point or other that felt like it had particular potential in making something interesting for her story.

'It sounds rather wonderful' she breathed, a little breathily. 'I imagine once you are trained and equiped for the danger it doesn't feel quite so frightening! Right now I wouldn't know the first thing about curses, or breaking them, and so would be unequipped, once equipped I imagine the travel and excitement would be wonderful' envy was setteled thick in her voice.

'So I have questions' she breathed, her eyes widening in a sheepish expression that was all most embarassed, with almost too many questions to wrap her head around, so she glanced back at her notes, and the stars she had made for herself. 'So are the goblins after the treasures?' she asked, trying to get her head around it. From what she understood they were merely bankers, or at least that was the only way that she had ever thougth of them and their work. The idea of them having a vested interested in the accumulation of additional treasures had never entered her mind. 'Why? You don't hear about goblins getting rich? What do they want with the items? Power?' she pressed, wondering there was some sort of delicious conspiracy there that could be leveraged into a major plot point.

'And these rival wizards' her questions wizzed onwards, 'How serious do the rivelrys become? Has any ever truly tried to harm you?' She was a little appaled at the interest in her own voice, but she couldn't help it. the thought of a machiavellian enemy for her hero was just too perfect.

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