Hawker chuckles with his hood on, walking past Alex and knocking him on the shoulder.  "If you don't want to be like those fools, I'd ask you make yourself useful. Its up to you. I'm heading to finish that monster off before he decides to come back early and get refills on Sam's useless spells." He sighs, unclipping a good sized tomb that seemed chocked full of spells. The cover show the cut out of a head from a... Rather familiar dragon like Hawker himself. Dusting it off, he looked to Alex. "If you need something to do, I'd recommend helping me." He told him, unflipping the hard cover, millions of small characters that looked to be Draconian, Ancient, and anything in between. "Hmm..." He read from it, flipping the pages a few times before shutting it and reclipping it. With that, he raised his hands to his mouth, whistling loudly into the distance. He shook his head, starting to walk to where the exit of the city was. "You coming?" He would pause to say.