<span style="font-style: italic">"I believe I can handle dangerous things. I'm not weak as many have purposed."</span>Said the woman annoyed while turning slowly around to face him.<span style="font-style: italic">"What is it you are looking for? If its the book I'm holding you will have to wait, I'm not done yet."</span>She said. Her tone of voice sounded confident and strong but also warm and soft like a moring spring breeze after a long rain.<br/><br/>To Elthan she didn't look like a townfolk. More like a forest person like him. But how come he hadn't met her before?<br/><br/>She put her book down her left arm and with her other hand she reached the grip of her knife. It was a very stealthy move of defense but Elthan easily noticed it. "There is no need for bloodshed and I seek no harm for you." He said taking a defensive stance while Terror, his raven, flew off to a book- shelf. "And yes, maybe this is the book I'm looking for. My name is Elthan, Ranger of the forest. I came to this library searching for the Book Of Creation. Would you be as kind as your beauty to tell me your name?"