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Zozo shrugs. "Sure, lad. Ye're welcome to come along and help us. Fair warin', though. I don' have final say on that."

Zozo eyes the book warily, reading the title out loud. "Dissertations on Ancient Allagan Relations with Voidsent, to include Capture, Containment, and Banishment. Aye, that may be it. I'll take it back to some o' my mateys, may have some good information."

Zozo ponders how much to tell this man for a moment. "Aye. It's called Ieza."

Zozo slides down the ladder until he's at eye height with the hyur. "Alright then, lad. Ye want the full tale? I'm lookin' for information on an ancient voidsent that was recently released an' is causing no small number o' problems for my free company, includin' killin' people. The quicker me and mine find a solution, the fewer people die. If ye want somethin' more concrete then that, I'll can show ye the house in the Lavender Beds. After I find the book."

A quick flash of annoyance crosses Zozo's face. "Lad, I 'eard this 'ere was a library. I'm just lookin' for some knowledge to fight a beast that killed one of my own. If ye help me, I'll jus' be out o' your way that much quicker."

Zozo feels a pair of stern eyes upon him, and looks down at the Hyur. "Aye, lad. The ladder was here before. I jus' started climbin' where I found it. Now, ye know where some books on voidsent are, by chance?"

Zozokymo continues to read off the names of books, slowly going through them. He turns his head slightly at the sound of talking, listening in, before going back to searching.

Zozo manages to make his way to the back, and starts climbing a ladder. After all, when searching for things, best to go top to bottom, fore to aft. He manages the climb without incident, and runs his finger along the books as he reads them, needing to sound them out.

Zozo nods at the girl. "Much appreciated, lass." He begins to swagger off towards the back bookshelfs, passing right by the man in the center of the room as he does so.

Zozokymo looks around at the shelfs, and sighs. "I appreciate it, lass, but any chance ye could point me towards the right shelf? I'd hate ta spend the rest o' me days here, searchin'."

Zozo nods. "Aye, if ye say so. I can keep meself quiet." He'd follow the Hyur.

The lalafell in question grunts. "Aye, lass, I've 'eard tell this is a library? I'm lookin' for a book on voidsent. Name's Zozokymo."

Thank you, Faye. Happy to be here.

Y'lani, dear, you'll make me blush, if I had any shame left. Makyn, bro, howdy. Nailah, thank you for the welcome.

The lalafell opened the door to the library, stepping in carefully, the quiet chink of chainmail accompanying him. He closed the door behind him, making no attempt to muffle the noise. He calls out, voice carrying through the quiet building, "'ello? Anyone 'ome?" His accent places him as a native of La Noscea.