They say he sold his soul to a devil, but… The corners of her lips curling upward as Sophie Sequoia was found as she so typically was with her nose in a rather old and somewhat dusty looking tome, while many might have opted to avoid the treatise of a thinker who many considered a madman and even more regarded as one of the nastiest mages of recent history, this fuchsia haired femme had to find that on balance she was rather enjoying the majority of what was presented before her.
Given what he learned, I almost think he got the better deal…? Certainly the sort who appreciated those who did not spend a lot of time judging or recriminating her for how she spent her evenings, while the blue eyed belle would never offer anything other than condemnation for the cruelty of his documented deeds she had to admit that once one was able to look beyond the contemptuous prose and obvious taint of a warped mind, the theories and ideas which he put forward in regard to casting spells was rather advanced for his time. As was his cookbook as well, but that was rather by the by in this instance.