Esszie nodded her head as she finished her meal.<strong>"Well you're going to want to head to one of the cities then.  The biggest one that's not too far away is Jamahrone.  It had a different name when it was a human city a long time ago, but..."</strong>She shrugged,<strong> "...A larger city would be good for you, they get a lot of travelers, you wouldn't stand out as much.  If you're smart you should have no problems blending in.  You'll need coin, obviously, but I'm sure you can figure that out.  I can't afford to give you any, nor, if I'm being honest, do I especially feel the desire to do so if I could.  Nothing in this life is free Isuza.  But I can see that the village gives you a few days worth of rations, a tarp to sleep under at night, maybe a few other supplies."</strong><br/><br/>She smiled and explained,<strong>"Just because I love the idea of you coming back and hiding under my table."</strong><br/><br/>She finished her meal and said,<strong>"Come, I'll show you to my storage room.  You can take the book out onto the back porch and start reading.  I should finish tending my herbs while there's still a little sunlight left.  Then we can move inside and you can read by the fire while I entertain some of the members of my community.  The tasks of a community leader can not be ignored after all, and I have responsibilities that I'm sure you can understand.  They shouldn't effect you and maybe listening and watching them will convince you that you'd rather stay here anyways, eh?"  </strong><br/><br/>She said this last bit with a smile, knowing that Izusa wouldn't change her mind suddenly, but still leaving the idea on the table.  Esszie cleaned the plates then led the kitsune upstairs.  Izusa had to admit it was rather fascinating to watch her huge snake body slither up stairs with ease.  Upstairs were several rooms off a single hallway and Esszie unlocked a door and pushed it open to reveal several chests, shelves, and cabinets.  Izusa noticed very sexualized breastplate armor hanging from an armor rack, sized just right for Izusa with a long double bladed pole arm hanging on the wall behind it as well.  Both of which looked as if they hadn't been dusted in years.  She slithered to a display stand and took from it an intricate book, leather bound and with golden gilded writing on the cover.  Isuza couldn't read the cover, but she guessed that it was written in infernal.<strong>"The book of Pandora,"</strong>Esszie said stroking the cover almost lovingly.<strong>"Here you go, just be gentle with it, it's very old, and ... and... and it's somewhat dear to me."</strong><br/><br/>She lifted the book slowly, then as she looked at it for a moment the feeling of reverence passed and she shrugged and handed it over with one hand as if it didn't matter any more.  Then leading Izusa back out of the house out the back door she gestured to a bench at the far side of the yard, just in the shade of a cypress tree.  The sun's late afternoon rays blocked by it's massive trunk,<strong>"Go, sit, read, and don't worry the words inside the book are in common."</strong>