[color=fff79a][h3][center]~Isilfarrel~[/center][/h3][/color]

Caught up in her studies, Isil didn't immediately register the other students for most of the ride. She dearly hoped this was a fruitful endeavor. She couldn't disappoint Lord Tzaan by not making some progress in her studies. Hm, perhaps she should make an offering? The lord of Betrayal certainly didn't have worship in the conventional way. Maybe a blood offering? Some sort of show of power or some such.

[color=fff79a]"Gah...!"[/color] She gave a mild start when the Kenku said hello, fumbling with the tome slightly and almost dropping it as he bowed. She really should pay more attention, shouldn't she? Taking a brief moment to look over the bird-brain who startled he, Isil didn't immediately reply. Kenku. Wasn't every day you saw one of those. Isil sighed, clearing her throat as he didn't quite manage to introduce himself correctly.

[color=fff79a]"It's a pleasure to meet you...uh,"[/color] What should she call him? She was aware Kenku's couldn't exactly speak in the normal manner, but she really couldn't comprehend what his name was from his introduction. [color=fff79a]"feathers."[/color] She offered the Kenku a smile as the cart came to a halt. Hopefully he'd take it as a playful nickname or some such. [color=fff79a]"Isilfarrel Mornelis, apologies if I was a bit absentminded. I was reading on up on some theology."[/color] Taking this as her cue to stretch her legs a bit, Isil hopped off the wagon.

The village seemed nice enough, but she was mostly interested in the library.

[color=fff79a]"Miss Pylia, I'm heading to the Library!"[/color] A more familiar place, and perhaps she could find something to read, and perhaps a cantrip scroll or two to help in this outing. [color=fff79a]"Want to join me, feathers?"[/color]