Okay, so the text on ancient irrigation techniques was done, and that just left the astronomical treatise to be copied, which Quanil had been saving for last because it sounded the most interesting. Now, however, it was time to nip out of the guild hall for a quick bite to eat, perhaps see what Freina was up to and...
...and as they left, they nearly walked right into someone. "Oh, sorry, hello!" They smiled as they backed up, ink-smudged hands held out to make sure everyone (including themselves) were steady and not falling down. This time of year, even in the guild hall, they were wearing their sweater over their red shirt, but the Loreseeker pin always had pride of place, perfectly shined, just over their heart. "Can I help you?"
...and as they left, they nearly walked right into someone. "Oh, sorry, hello!" They smiled as they backed up, ink-smudged hands held out to make sure everyone (including themselves) were steady and not falling down. This time of year, even in the guild hall, they were wearing their sweater over their red shirt, but the Loreseeker pin always had pride of place, perfectly shined, just over their heart. "Can I help you?"
