Iva spent the rest of her time outside of the city. She just couldn't get used to it; everything was too tight. Too many people, no where for her to just be by herself, and everything just felt so artificial. Not that it was any different at Witchata, but this place wasn't nearly as familiar. So Iva spent her night out in the forests outside of the city. She looked for herbs and ingredients, finding much that she'd try to experiment with. Some basic poultices to numb pain and simple toxins to make her prey sick and sluggish. No where near as potent as her Addle Poison, but since she was so far from home she'd needed to learn how to make more with local ingredients.

As she spent the night resting Iva also did some more research on the monsters they may face. While she did visit the Hunter's Guild to eat, she didn't stay to party. Instead she grabbed whatever books they had and returned to her camp outside of the city. She'd never actually faced off against these monsters before, and she felt that the fact she didn't know anything about the Tristine aside from it's name reflected badly on her as a hunter. Iva couldn't allow herself to be inexperienced in handling the sort of threats they'd be expected to fight at the guild. At the very least she could try to know their names.

When the day broke Iva was laying underneath her fur blanket, the guild books stacked neatly near her bedroll. It was still early morning and she had simply awoken out of habit. Yawning and making herself a simple breakfast of bread and tea, Iva gathered her things and went back to the Hunter's Guild. She needed a new book to read. Masking her body with her fur cloak Iva walked through the city streets, fortunately devoided of most people since it was very early in the morning. She reached the Hunter's Guild in no time, and even there were very few people active at the time. Iva just sat down and read through the tomes she had borrowed again. When activity picked up Iva didn't move from her spot, almost entirely absorbed by her books. The only time she looked away was when Captain Drystan entered the room. He seemed busy, which meant there was a job to do. Iva walked over to him and cleared her throat to get his attention, letting him know silently that Iva was ready for work.