She nods, getting the best half scribbled descriptions she could put to paper, and showing them to Amethyst. Find these words, more or less, and they had the best spells of the lot. She also suggests making a makeshift sled or cart of the bed, so that they could carry all the stuff.<br/><br/>Which could be ignored if Amethyst had a powerful Cache egg, but Niala wasn't counting on it. Ones that could store the whole of the little library here were very rare treasures indeed.<br/><br/>She'd also wait a bit for Amethyst to cool down more before even approaching the reasoning behind what she did. It was something she eventually wanted to get cleared out. J-just perhaps not right now. Certainly before Amethyst and her family met.<br/><br/>Instead, the sorcerer woman explains what some of the endless variations that they come across are variations of. Death of Molten Quicksilver, variation of Death of Obsidian Butterflies. Reason... who the hell knows. Perhaps one of their past incarnations really needed a lot of mercury.