Altur looks at you sidelong.
"The being that gave nightmare his power made another thing like him.. But she is not here to help him. Only chase after Coreus... SO to deal with her we are going to make another patriarch like coreus... But the other prospect for it just killed his own line to keep them from ngihtmare."
The magi pinches the bridge of his nose.
"We mayneed to forgo the patriarch entirely and just take up Alduins offer and let him become the Dragon."
Augustus slams his hands on the table.
"YOu want us to put it in an old man that did his time? No , well move with the patriarch.. Im not taking that man from his golden years."
ALtur looks at augustus calmloy, blinkling slightly in the face of the makers unprovoked rage.
'Getting sentimental?"
He asks , making augustus slap the cup across the table, reaching over and yanking the magi across it.
"Push me altur..Push me and see how it ends."
A smile spreads across the magis face and he looks sidelong at Aldwuin.
"This is how most of our conversations go..."