Ghost Lion Crag i left my home still as a child

Just as Wraen had asked that question, she had realized that it might have been a notch too personal and that she would not and should not expect an honest answer for Arcturus. After all it would be a long time, before he reached her milestone and even then, she would still have two whole years of experience ahead of him. And yet... yet she enjoyed digging for the hidden gems and so far Arcturus had impressed her more than Charon had ever had. Perhaps, the fellow took more after his mother. From what she could remember of the woman, she had been quiet and reserved. A person of few words, but with an unmistakeable aura of power. 

"Good news - wisdom comes with age and learning. No one was born smart right away," Wraen gave the young man a warm smile. "And even then there is no end to it. World throws new lessons and challenges at your feet every day," she told, being aware of that she sounded like an annoying know-it-all, who loves to show off. But she was not shy to admit that this was the case and Arcturus' quiet nature was just the dark background she needed to let her colours shine.

"I know that Charon is fond of stories - are you too?" she asked next.