Ruby
"Damir sat in a chair by a dim candle in an obscure corner of the library. The days were short in winter, but he was a creature of the night, and that was no excuse to waist the few extra hours given him. The library would surely close soon, and he was so close to discovering the art of creating the daylight rings. He just needed one more incantation before he could make his own attempts, although he doubted even with all his research his efforts would be successful at first, but such was life. He had gained much skill over the centuries, but the greatest gift he had learned was patience. Patience was his key to his centuries old plan. He waited 200 years to be where he is now, he could take his time to document his shortcomings and learn from them. But finally it was coming together.* 

*The candle was burning low. While he didn't need it to see, he preferred to maintain the illusion of being a regular elf. He stood up, putting a bookmark in the book but picking up the parchment containing his notes, folding them and putting them in his pocket. He walked over to the front desk, and exchanged a copper for another candle, with a polite nod to the person at the desk before turning to return to his books.*
Brooke
Perched up on top of one of the many book shelves in the Willowdale library, a curious dark elf watched a man leaned over books under the light of a candle. Faelyth watched quietly from her perch as the man moved from his seat to the front desk then back again, causing her to tilt her head with curiosity. There was something different about him, but the dark elf simply couldn't put her finger on it. Faelyth was in Willowdale, searching for souls to join the Sisterhood, but her nosiness sometimes managed to get the better of her. While she couldn't tell exactly what he was reading, there was a shifty nature to the man, only leading Faelyth to want to know more. As quiet as a mouse, she lept from bookshelf to bookshelf before ending up directly above the man.

Faelyth laid down along the top of the bookshelf, her head resting on her arm as she looked down toward the man below her. Her heterochromatic eyes dancing along him, if only to look for weapons or anything suspicious. Faelyth herself was dressed in all black with a mask over her mouth, though her hood was down for the time being, revealing her short silver hair and long pointed ears. It was obvious she was a dark elf, if her dark grey-blue skin didn't give it away immediately. Snaking a hand down the shelf, Faelyth knocked three times to get the man's attention.

"Doing some late night reading, hm?"
Ruby
*He had heard her scuffling on the shelves, although payed no mind to it, assuming it was just a rodent in the rafters. But as he sat down in his chair he caught the sent. Smelled like an elf. He sniffed the air for a bit, but payed no mind to it. Another patron perhaps. Even so, he showed no sign of surprise when Faelyth knocked on the shelf.*

"Yes, my day has been incredibly busy, so I'm taking a break from my day to day to do some light reading." *The books he was reading were obviously not that light, so if this was light reading he was certainly an avid book reader.* "So what brings you here to the library, and your... Interesting choice of seating? Can't be that easy to see what book your grabbing from up there, so perhaps just browsing?"