[color=6ecff6]“...”[/color] Naisha let out a silent sigh as she very slowly made her way through the very busy streets. As much as a good thing it was, this made her life quite the nightmare. Just getting around Valennia, was a task requiring a lot of time and nerves. Things she did not always really have. Having to move about in a wheel chair, meant people tended to not really pay you attention or give you way any. Many were so busy they didn't see you in their rush or even bump into you. She had gotten more than a few bruises that way, one person even hit her head with a box he was carrying and didn't see her. It was pure miracle she didn't blow someone up here.[color=6ecff6]” I swear, I will kill someone if things continue like this...”[/color] She whispered to herself in anger as she finally tore herself from the traffic of pedestrians, finding herself by the stairway of the great Library of Arius, probably the main target for any magically inclined person. They had the best records and research files about black magic and magical theory from everywhere she's been so far.

 	[color=6ecff6]“Well... damn it all yet again.”[/color] She cursed, looking at the stairs, moving her wheelchair by the lowest stair. She stared at the normally not really all that high stairs, but for someone in her condition it was a truly annoyingly monumental struggle to get up... unless she utilizes float which won't be the first time.

	[color=6ecff6]“...”[/color] She was half about to ask someone to help her when she remembered, people don't simply help others. At least that was her experience in this city. As such she just started to try to get up, using her staff as support.