Chapter 1: Year 1281, Summer

Flipping through the books and sheets Marie-Louise lets out an exasperated sigh. She picks up the book about baldness and turns to hand it to Revelry when Towlir grabs her attention, motioning towards the library. She about drops the book, then shoves it at Towlir, not looking at him at all, but silently moving into the library, inhaling the scent of books and closing her eyes for a second to enjoy the "normalcy" for a bit. When she opens her eyes again she goes to work, starting on the left side of the bottom shelf, reading titles on spines and covers, perhaps peeking inside a few books, hoping to find the right books in here.

Stitch grabs the How to Speak Abyssal book and thumbs through it.
Well that was unexpected... Shall we go, and investigate Marie-Louise?

Stitch puts the book into his pack, thinking that this will be some good downtime reading, but not right now.

Seeing the pillowcase in Towlir's hands Marie-Louise raises an eyebrow before handing him book after book. Definitely all about the magical extortion techniques, summoning rituals and devil contract law. She hufs at the notes that just don't make sense at all, tucking the book they're in under her arm while continuing her search. As the books disappear after picking up the copy of "Daemons of the Abyss and How to Identify Them" a small hint of panic creeps up her throat, making her whimper. She leans forward towards the light, leaning, with respect, on the first bookshelf step of the stairs, mind racing in search of an explanation for this colour.
She looks up at Stitch, reminding herself that losing the books might not be a horrible thing to him, explaining his short recovery time. She nods, gets up, and steps aside to let Stitch, and any others that want to go first, go first. She holds the most interesting book/"insert title here" close to her chest as she follows, only half wishing nobody gets eaten by whatever is waiting down there.

Stitch whispers to the group, I will go first and check it out, Marie Louise perhaps you follow next then the rest

Marie Louise, I don't know exactly what these runes mean, but are they our way out of here?

Stitch would like to inspect for any traps

Marie-Louise walks a few steps behind Stitch going down the stairs, but once they enter the room she pushes past him, immediately focused on the runes on the floor, edge of the basin and on the wall. She holds up her finger as Stitch speaks, reading the runes a second time before turning to him and Revelry. These runes on the wall are places in Feyshear, but I don't know what these are for exactly... I think we might need the professor for that, he might know if it is some sort of spell, or just a weird combination of words. But looking at it I'd say we are exactly where we want to be! So, who wants to pick that daft man up? while speaking of the professor being needed Marie-Louise's ace goes a little dark, but in the end she looks hopeful and happy at the others.

Marie-Louise's face turns very sour while she thinkspeaks to the professor, obviously still not happy she can't figure it out on her own, but knowing it would be too dangerous to just randomly try something, especially considering where they are now. No, she needed to convince the professor to help them now and then think of a way to leave him behind for Gwar'hull'ij. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to first focus on the professor and what he does and says, not wanting to miss anything important she might need later

Stitch jumps back at this, a look of intrigue crosses his face. Well that was a neat trick Vlur! what happens if I push a different one