Avalore
Merciless
Jasterian Library
Ijaat Mereel
Avalore's steps echoed through the library hall. It was vast, larger than she had ever seen before. She would have loved to have spent some time pouring over the shelves, but time was something she was short on lately.
She pulled out at seat and sat across from the vaguely familiar form of
Ijaat Mereel
. It was unlikely he'd recall the shy figure that was Ashin's apprentice, but she remembered him. She cleared throat and waited for his attention to pull naturally from his texts.
"Ashin needs to call in a favor," she told him, straight and to the point.

Avalore's steps echoed through the library hall. It was vast, larger than she had ever seen before. She would have loved to have spent some time pouring over the shelves, but time was something she was short on lately.
She pulled out at seat and sat across from the vaguely familiar form of

"Ashin needs to call in a favor," she told him, straight and to the point.