"Caelus. I remember Isidor mentioning the name," Oraskis tells him with a gentle bobbing of his head.

Jim's admission gets a chuckle. "You're not the only one here without any magic, don't worry." He shuffles closer to whisper conspiratorially. "And at least you aren't here to try your hand at leeching off the mages here." He chuckles again and sips at his drink. "Why don't you tell me about yourself? There are enough Durants talking about themselves in this place."