gone to hell

Arialla looked much better after his instructions had been given and Sam smiled approvingly, glad that he could help her to make a good impression on the other people she would meet in Caido. Her question caught him a little off guard and he found he had to think about it for a moment, never having really spent much time considering women, nor the clothes they wore. "Well..um...some of them dress similarly to this. Some wear dresses or skirts...or blouses. I suppose it just depends on how you'd like to dress." Especially with the arrival of Outlanders, fashion was in a constant flux. He laughed at her simple question, far more difficult to answer than she apparently realised. "Any topic you could imagine relevant to Caido. I tend to stay in the history or legends area, but there are books on sciences, stories, collections of poems, art...even some guides for things like etiquette or..um...relationships." Sam looked off to the side and smiled, not wanting to get too in depth about some of the 'relationship' books he'd read at the Atheneum. "Jigano, the man that runs the Loreseeker's guild beneath the Atheneum, would be happy to show you anything you need. He's very kind. Are you a scholar?" Samuel He took a step but then felt tired He said, I'll rest a little while But when he tried to walk again He wasn't a child