He locked his silvery eyes on you and scoffed. "What could you ever offer me?" The Sorcerer asked.

Could it be freedom from the Duke of Zval? Could it be glory, protection, care? Or was it something even more precious? Could it be his lost magic?

The chains around his wrists rattled. He may be a Sorcerer devoid of magic, but if the Duke still keeps him in chains... You may want to be careful.