Sawtooth Spire when i've always been distant, and i've always told lies for love

stag's words assured mahler of his own mortality, but that was the way that life kept its cycle: with the death of old men and the ascension of the young. stag, however, did not seem eager to depart sagtannet, and despite his age gave salience to his reasons for remaining.
"it is a choice only you can make," mahler murmured at length. " if you are not ready, if you are, i vill respect the decision." a twitch of his lips. "no time spent seeking experience can ever be called 'vasted,' i do not think."