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Allonious, who had been taking a momentary break from the Library of which he'd practically made his home, spotted something very peculiar and was miffed by the fact that no one else took notice. If it were so easy for one little elf from outside the veil to slip right in unnoticed, what did that say for their chances at winning this war they were forced into. His blood pressure boiled and rose when he discovered how she actual found the place with what he could guess was absolute zero idea how to navigate the Veil. She had followed Ris Coltur right into their main base of course. Not only had he saved the lives of two young knight who intruded upon their homeland with ill intent, he had lead yet another outsider into base, knowingly or not. Knowing Ris he probably knew she had been tailing him for quite sometime with some wild intentions for her, even so he did not approve. He decided right then that he would make himself apart of whatever plans Ris had intentions of concocting. He pulled the top half of his cloak from around his waste and back over his body, hood and all and followed the elf, as she followed Ris.

The " tour " ended quickly as she seemed to loose Ris around the entrance to the Library. How convenient. He remained in a corner at the end of the hall to put a little time between her entrance and his as she would no doubt want to look around first, and know the inquisitive nature of elves her head would be buried in one of the many books very quickly. He waited about 10 minutes before he pulled the large hood over his head and face and proceeded down the hall, slipping into the library without making a peep. The doors were old and they do creak horrendously, for most people, but this place was his second home and he knew exactly how to pull and push to avoid the horrible noise. Sure enough there she was, seated in the corner with her nose in a book that he could he knew just from a glance which book it is. He crossed the room silently as he entered, and with her so deep into the literature she would not take notice of him until the massive shadow his looming figure cast over her small frame impeded on her ability to read comfortably. When she looked up she would see a man like a tower to her, draped in cloaks as well, only they were noticeably different even though they were the same color. They were thicker, and the material's texture would resemble a hoarse's hair

" So, what knowledge could possibly bring an outsider into the Veil at such a troubled time "

His voice was deep, but smooth, and probably unnerving for someone of her size and probably very little knowledge of the Endarkened other than the propaganda being spread by the Knights.