[color=f7941d][b]Agnes[/b][/color] Spring has come again, the trading festival should have a couple of good books on the caravans. Putting down her quill to her ink reservoir, Agnes sprinkled a handful of sand to blot out the excess ink away from the copy of her manuscript. Delayed due to the increasing monster and attacks, still. That wasn’t really a thing to worry much about for the Elf Agnes. She had a lot of books to deal with from the current collection. [i]Better clear the upstanding ones[/i], she thought. And on now to talk about books, there was a copy that she had to return for today. She doubted that the books from the festival would go anywhere, it was about time to return to those to the inn owner, the few books that she had borrowed for the ease of her reference. Placing her stationery to one side, she walked to the town streets towards the inn. [color=f7941d]“Morning,”[/color] Agnes entered the doors of the inn, expecting to find the innkeeper of the village. The library collection of those had always intrigued her, often useful for her references. More so than those random sorts of the trader caravan. One of those traders is also at the Inn, Agnes’ eyes narrowed a little at the sight of the jug of ale. Quite a time of the day to start drinking, but to each of their own, she suppose. Placing her books on the side of the table, she took a seat beside the merchant Hina. [color=f7941d]"Here are the books that I'll be returning,"[/color]