Then he can commission a spell, or he can get a consultant to help him do it himself.

He goes with the consultant. He'd feel bad if the commissioned person died.

There are bids on the consultancy, with résumés. None of them include "saved two worlds".

Anyone know how to get in touch with Cor?

Sure, everyone knows Cor, what does he need Cor for?

He might want to work on this but he also might want nothing to do with it and Findekáno isn't sure how to politely check.

Someone digs up Cor.

"Hi," Cor says.

"Hi. I'm sorting resumes for a consultant on Sauron. You, uh, obviously needn't have anything to do with it, but -"

"I guess I could do that. I don't want to go north though." Sigh. "I'm - he had you way longer, you're the last person I should be -"

" - please feel entirely entitled to express whatever you'd like, I don't derive any particular satisfaction from sitting on a claim to having had the Worst Time Of It."

"Well. I don't want to go north. But I can do your spell consultancy here. Is our shantytown horrid, do you want to go take a hike out somewhere?"

"I should probably go take a hike out somewhere if you don't mind."

"It's fine, I have managed not to extend my various feelings to useful jewelry so I can actually just take hikes." Out of the mage guild they go. "The architecture will get better with time."

"And it will probably always be calibrated for human and not Elven needs and that's fine. I'm - glad useful jewelry is okay, they're working on immortality."

"Good. That'll be handy."

"Won't it just.

Elves can kill themselves if they want to. Not as dramatically, I couldn't have gotten him, but."

"Well. I too am still alive."

"And going to stay that way!" And he shares what he knows about Sauron.

And Cor can give him art lessons.

It's a fun magic system. Shame about the eating worlds. 

"I got a book on governing systems in your world and circled five and told him to pick one. We're going to have a distributed council with rotating authority. Break everyone of the habit of doing what they're told."

"Good."

Swoops and swirls. "He'll probably end up pulling the strings, still. But no one'll listen because he says so."

"Good."

"We're keeping the pensioning, he's proud of that - should I not -"

"It's fine. The pensioning's nice."