As the group spoke to her, Alcione began using a spell to clean herself up, the spring's moisture wicking away with every touch. She glanced to the book that they were speaking of, and chuckled. "I am a devotee of Shar in a few different ways." She answered the male tiefling. "As for the book that's her journal. Not her spellbook." Alcione spoiled the surprise for them. She cracked her neck, "I suppose your presence was what got me to wake up...." She gave a shrug and signed.<br/>"First of all, are any of you hurt? I can offer some healing..."