When Singe stopped sprinting what sounded like a gunshot went off and a blast of heat slammed past Shauna.<span style="color: red"> "Well you do a very good job, for a soldier you look quite nice. I can see why Ras would want you in his life."</span>She sat Shauna back onto the ground and smiled at her.<span style="color: red">"Yeah, no, I don't think any piece of paper will let a black wyrmkin walk through a major city unharmed. I'm not so naive as to believe this world is safe for me."</span>Singe adjusted her hood to keep it over her face and looked over the plains for any potential game.<span style="color: red"> "Hmm, if I were a giant chicken where would I be?"</span><br/><br/>The Troll looked at the offered book with great interest and nodded to Sharindia.<span style="color: purple"> "I saw someone die for one of these. They tried to take it from a sleeping Elf like you, the Elf woke up and pushed their face into a lava pool. Books must be powerful to kill and die for." </span>She looked around the room then sat down on the floor beside the bookshelf.<span style="color: purple"> "What are you looking for in the book?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>