"That bird has a wounded soul. I am surprised it hasn't fled with the barrier down. This isn't its natural environment, not with everything so flammable. It lives in places of stone and ice usually." Safrin says with a sigh. "I see a perch has been built...were offerings left? That is really all that has worked in the past." As for protection from the monsters? "I will see what my fish can do." The goddess says, shaking her head.
and now we bend time a bit and no one talks about it " My library, the one you nearly stumbled on before. There are a number of important books within, though they can be...difficult, to say the least. These are more than sentient books, they are gatekeepers, teachers in their own right, and protectors. Truly they belong in the Undercroft with the fae. Perhaps you could arrange for some of them to help you in transporting them. Or do it on your own, if you can figure out how. But I would like to see them back in a place where they can be appreciated, rather than buried beneath the rock."
SAFRIN
