[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Torc7aX.jpg[/img][h3][color=orangered][b]Saya Akaba[/b][/color][/h3]
[sup]Interacting with: Boro the Bookkeeper [@scrawls], Zrer Lakeilu [@Theyra]
[h3]Outside Hearth Public Library [color=orangered]||[/color] Inquiring [color=orangered]||[/color] Relaxed[/h3][/sup][/center]

Having left her cottage by the riverside a bit earlier this morning, Saya made her way toward the Hamlet library, as she often did. Whether it was to obtain more grimoires to assist with her endeavors, or a simple investigative thriller novel to pass the time, Saya had unintentionally made her name as the Hamlet’s resident bibliophile. This morning she had to return a few books she had borrowed a week ago: a tome considering the intricacies of multi-layered magic circles in order to achieve more potent effects and another on how to coax magical beasts. She would then pick up a grimoire focusing on plantlife studies, and perhaps a horror novel to help curb her intermittent boredom. 

Along the way she would see that somber-looking girl on the bridge, Ingrid was her name she believed? The town’s appointed guardsman had gotten herself wet by going below the bridge, apparently something under it had roused her attention. She seemed to be holding some sort of little critter. She could barely make it out, but it appeared to be a kobold if she went off the top of her head. It wasn’t uncommon for little creatures of the sort to wander into the village, some were dangers and some often weren’t. This one, likely, was the latter. She ultimately left them to their devices.

She paid little heed to the hustle and bustle that plagued the town this morning, just another Market Day to be sure. She did decide to buy a scone from one of the makeshift stalls, as her breakfast which she often skipped when she gets into her studies. The Guild would also open its doors on this day, she thought about joining it here and there, if only that it would serve her ambition. After a little while, she eventually made her way to the Hamlet Library, were she would see its proprietor Boro standing out in front. He appeared to be speaking to someone, it was Zrer the elf alchemist. He had a somewhat somber air about him, and it made her somewhat curious as to what they were talking about. 

[color=orangered]”Good Morning, Boro.”[/color] She said to the bookkeeper, being already acquainted with him. [color=orangered]”I’ve come to return these books to you. They’ve been good help in my research.”[/color] 

She then looked at Zrer. [color=orangered]”Good Morning to you as well, sir. Ah, if you don’t mind me prying, the two of you seemed to be discussing something just now. May I perhaps be of help, if I’m not overstepping?”[/color]