The elven sage cocks his head slightly as something suddenly dawns on him. " It was not your own true wish to contract us, was it, my Lord? " asks Tetke, " Your hand was forced. " The elf shifts uncomfortably. Interaction has never been his strong suit. " My understanding was that I was to be an advisor to you, not to take power. It is my intention to act only as your subordinate. But as for waiting, I can perhaps understand why you might think that one of my kind would consider our journey here as of a trivial duration. But I can only imagine for my rest of my companions it has been an incredibly long wait on the road as it is. We are merely eager, now that that journey is finally over, to make the aquaintance of our liege and learn his, your, desires for us. "