<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">I am well aware, I have to finish the updating and catching up in the archives before the actual task ahead, but curious on this stage of things for certain.</div></div><br/>Valen had gone through the spellbook more times than he would have wanted to admit, and scribed many pages in his thoughts, diagrams and text intermingling with small illustrations, thoughts and academic formula of the arcane workings. He had studied and tested his theories on document, and then a little in practice. Ultimately, it rewarded him with a few new spells. Things he had picked up from his mentor in the past but never fully understood until now. There was a long way to go, but the elf hoped for immortality to have a time to pursue all those desires.<br/><br/>Yet such desire for knowledge and power could corrupt even the best of men, and hence he was grateful for another desire in him, the company of lovely women. Koko wanted to meet with him, he'd not mind going, he had been given a fair chance to study after the mission, and if she wanted him to show up at her doorstep that badly, who was he to tell her no? Albeit it was about work, he thought amusedly.<br/><br/>"Alright, I'll be downstairs in one minute." He checked his outfit was fine, packing his books briefly back into the portable hole before folding it up, and slipping it to his backpack to carry along. Once he was ready, he headed downstairs to meet the courier, or to head on over to meet Koko. Opening the door and spotting the coffee, he recalled the word said earlier. Indeed there was a little bit of yawning happening.<br/><br/>Nothing that a steaming cup of coffee wouldn't fix, he decided. Once he'd had it, it was time to go downstairs.