Thus far, Najila had enjoyed her time outside of the Cosmological Sanctum. She certainly enjoyed the company of Azzen, Nadir, and Layla. However, every day her words and Ralim's words regarding the deal they made still echo in her mind. Despite her seemingly happy, curious, and yet naive attitude during the day, her fastidious and cautious intellect showed itself every night, whether someone was paying attention to her or not. She sometimes performed rituals that casted certain spells, but she would always, [i]always[/i], write in her large book every night. Her tome seemed to give off mist from its pages, and the covers even appeared to be made of clouds despite that she could hold it like it was any other book. 

She had always called that tome, "The Book of Clouds".

Unfortunately, after a long day of travel and finding the cave to rest in, Najila had neglected to put up an Alarm spell before turning in to sleep. She was still able to write in the tome that night, but if only she had taken a little extra time to put up that Alarm...

For when she woke up next, she found that she couldn't see, and she was restrained. She didn't know what was happening. She was scared. It was almost like...and her thoughts didn't finish as she was put to sleep once more. 

The third time she woke up, she groaned and her eyes flutter open to take in her surroundings. As she did so, a million questions flew through her head, with her making no sound as they came to mind,

"[i]Where are we? What was this place? We were clearly taken, but who? And why? How long have we been asleep here? How long were we imprisoned? Where's Nadir and Layla?[/i]" 

She found her breathing quicken in fear. There was no doubt that she felt trapped once more and she didn't like this. She wanted to get out, but she needed to get her bearings first. She then realized that other than her clothes...she had none of her items...!

"[i]My book! Where is the Book of Clouds?! Oh no! Oh no![/i]" 

She didn't want to think of what would happen if she hadn't written in that book for just one night....!

"[i]Calm down....Calm down, Najila....No use in panicking....What [u]can[/u] I do now...?[/i]" Najila silently calmed herself down, trying to keep herself from getting into a tizzy. Azzen was here, so at least she had a friend here. There was also another tiefling girl here...with her horn sawed off! Oh, the poor dear! 

Before attempting to speak with the girl though, she thought of another being that might help...

She snapped her fingers quietly and summoned her familiar, Pythagoras the Barn Owl. She telepathically commanded the owl to fly to the rafters and wait for her future orders, if there were any. She was glad she picked an owl for her familiar, for they were definitely the most silent of fliers. 

After that, she turns her attention to the girl, and she quietly asked the girl, her voice hushed, but concerned, "Are you alright, dear?" She hoped to ease into the conversation before asking the questions in mind right away. Plus, she wouldn't be surprised if the girl was in pain from having half of her horn sawed off.