Kanimir is, as he often is, sitting in his library enjoying a book on magic and pondering theoretical innovation. He has an idea; he writes it down. It probably won't pan out, most of them don't, but it might.
"And I imagine if one has an elemental of the relevant type on hand already one can simply ask for a ride."
"Well, I've had my whole life, personally, but yeah, the magical community is younger than farmers or sailors or whatever."
"I have had my life settled roughly as I wish it for the past few hundred years; aside from maintenance tasks like finding new blood donors when the old ones choose to leave or keeping up with modern technology I have had few practical concerns to distract me from pursuit of theory. You have been alive less than two decades and presumably have had more urgent concerns than pure thaumaturgy."
"Mages - well, people who've had the right magic done - live a bit longer than regular humans but not hundreds of years."
"Elementals appear in the wilderness fluent in every language spoken on the planet at the time but they don't really keep calendars by default."