Fall heard a muffled flapping somwhere over her head and then a shout. She heard graceful feet running on the stone floors toward her. She forced herself not to smile when Elthan stopped infront of her. He coughed then said,<span style="font-style: italic"> "Well hello again! My Raven seems to like you, and he doesn't trust people easy, believe me. So I would like to ask you something. You appear to be a skillfull woman. Do you want to help me on my quest?"</span>Fall was pleased at his comment to her, then just because he looked stressed and a bit nervous, she desided to prolong it. She pretened to think hard over the question, every once in a while looking at Elthan. 'Well I have nothing better to do.' She thought to herself. 'And I might find out somthing in the prosses.' Finnally she desided.<br/><br/>"Sure. Why not?" She said with a grin, that was threatening to become wider. "Though, I don't think we should leave here with you still holding that book, now can we." She said. "So, what exactly are you looking for? It can't be worse than what I've been doing." She leaned against a book shelf and looked up at a raven, black as night. She guessed that it was Elthan's, since it was the only raven in the library.