[OPEN] Friendless

Roana No, I don't wanna sit still, look pretty ”Perhaps a bit of both, eh?” she said with a small grin, finally taking a drink of the ale in her mug. She was growing frustrated with the hunting for knowledge. To be on the safe side she took the book and tucked it into her bag. That way if anyone spilled their drink Are, it wouldn’t be too much of an issue. She had promised to bring the books back to the Athenaeum in the same condition she’d found them in after all. ”You’re not dim. Don’t talk down about yourself.” she said on reflex. Roana tilted her head to the side as she considered his question though. ”I suppose the gods would, honestly.” she said with a sigh, taking another drink from her mug. ”Though I don’t know how willing they would be to speak with me about it.” she said.