[center][h1][color=007236]Troe Revinah[/color][/h1][/center]

(Back during the voyage)

 [quote][color=9e3366]"Listen, I know you're busy tutoring fighter girl, but do you happen to have any knowledge you can pass down to a much more advanced caster?"[/color][/quote]

Troe mulled it over for a moment before turning back towards Tonka who was working at her studies. [color=007236]"Honestly that's too vague a question, unlike Tonka I don't know what you do or don't know so anything I say could just end in a zero sum. You're best off studying on your own unless something comes up that my explanation might actually be effective."[/color] Troe said and waved the blonde tablehopper off.

(Current Day)

Troe stood impatiently on the boat as he waited for the books he had ordered to show up. When Tonka left and outright said she'd be looking for a barfight...he wasn't surprised but it just furthered her resemblance to women he knew from Irinoth. She spoke about her father before, perhaps he'd have to speak with him eventually about their lineage.

With a sigh, Troe walked off of the boat and walked towards where he assumed the bookstore was located...and not but a few paces away from the boat he found the list he had sent the dockworker with crumpled up and on the ground. The small pouch of coins he had sent said worker with was likely never going to be seen again. He shook his head and uncrumpled the parchment and continued his walk thinking about what other potential resources Tonka could use in her training. 

Along his way a few of the locals attempted to harass the young man into coming with them to some restaurant or the occasional brothel only to be met with total silence as Troe gracefully weaved through the crowds without even batting an eye. One woman in particular attempted multiple times to put her hand on his shoulder to slow him down only to inexplicably miss each time. Unfortunately she was rather persistent and eventually resorted to attempting to tackle Troe only to land face first on the street with him none the wiser about her existence.

Eventually he found his way to the bookstore in question only to be greeted by shelves upon shelves of vacation reading material. Pamphlets, posters, and the occasional popular fiction story seemed to be all this place wanted to pedal. He had to rather desperately beg the attendant to show him to the back storage where the more useful books and tomes were held. Troe had hoped that these things being less marketable on the island would have made them cheaper but alas, the bookkeeper would only sell them packaged with a litany of brochures on the local hotspots. Troe ended up buying the materials he needed along with a few other books that he intended to study during the rest of the voyage and the return journey. As he walked out the door he turned and looked the bookkeeper in the eyes before holding the large stack of brochures in his free hand and casting wind to blow them all over the street. While he wasn't usually the petty type...Well, this experience had kind of warranted such a response.

Troe tucked his paper bag filled with books and scrolls under his arm and began his walk back towards the boat while dodging some of the same women and men he had avoided before. Just before reaching the boat however he caught sight of Tonka and Aleria at the tavern by the docks and considered walking in to make sure she wasn't about to involve the holy woman in a brawl. He stood there for a moment before entering the establishment and sitting down near the door. He figured he could take a moment to rest on dry land before hopping back aboard the boat. He cracked open one of the books he had picked up before and began to idly read it at the table.