<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/c2/5a/5b/c25a5b9d4712a0ffad833f263d4d9023.jpg)   </div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Aesa Wyrmborn</span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=237173.msg11677350#msg11677350)<br/>Dragon-Blooded Elven Arcanist 1 (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=560159)<br/><hr/><br/>Aesa smirked for a moment as she saw Kofi's reaction to the sudden surge of interest in the books.  His own reading choice, combined with his attitude, carried an amusing mixture of the mature and juvenile.  She stifled it when Kendra spoke, however, and moved a few steps closer to place an awkwardly supportive hand on her shoulder while the girl related the details of her father's death.  It wasn't enough, but words seemed too little in the face of her loss.<br/><br/>Behind the sympathetic expression her mind was spinning as it processed the flurry of new information.  She would need to research the Way: surely something in this library would be useful.  Records from the town hall and the church of Pharasma regarding Harrowstone and the fire: although it was likely Lorrimor had already collected such information; a search here might be simpler.  Her cynical mind doubted the stories of ghosts, just as the professor's had, but she knew stranger things existed; and even if they didn't need to raid an ancient cache to investigate the prison, it might help them protect Kendra.  It would be useful to ask around town for local knowledge, as well, that the professor might have taken for granted in his journal: the elf's question brought that quickly into stark reality.<br/><br/>For now, though, the mystery would have to wait.  They were entrusted with more than a few books.  "I need to grab some things from the front, Kendra, but I'll be right back.  Have you eaten?  Nevermind all the dishes, I'll see to it they're done."  She was well enough used to such tasks as an apprentice, after all, and while she lacked any real skill with food it wouldn't be hard to manage something edible.<br/><br/>Once satisfied the girl was settled comfortably and not merely a sounding board for curious questions, Aesa slipped through the front door to approach the donkey again.  A couple minutes later she returned with the kobold's equipment in hand.