The wizard's assistant tapped her lips as she entered the kitchen, 'Hmm'ing to herself curiously, "I didn't take you for a mage... or a scholar."<br/><br/>She was pleasantly surprised to find that he was much more of an erudite than he first appeared to be. "Yes, that would be me." The rogue replied, "Kit Gracelove, at your service."<br/><br/>The arcane trickster gave him a little curtsy, pulling her skirt by the sides and daintily putting one foot behind her. She took one brief glance at the unavoidable... display and quickly averted her eyes. "Uh, well, I was curious if you had the time..." She didn't even look anywhere in his general direction anymore, "...I wanted to know more about<em>you.</em>I'm a collector of... well, stories, you could say."<br/><br/>She waved her arms around, gesturing to all the displays of arcana around her, "It's unusual to find a Goliath working at a place like this... much less one so educated and even... magically inclined? I think quite a few people would be interested to know how you came to find yourself here in such a quaint little town. At least my master would be..."