The Shadow and The Huntress

Avorra considered the Archivist's words carefully. Empty threats masked with fickle diplomacy.  While she certainly didn't appreciate the veiled ultimatum, she was in no position to argue. After all, she got what she had initially wanted - access to the archives. She was one step closer to finding that shard, and hopefully putting an end to Zazikel's nagging. You would do well to mind your thoughts, girl. Zazikel silently chimed in her head.

We have an understanding, grand Archivist. The bootlicking made her stomach churn, but the cordiality was necessary. I humbly thank you for your hospitality, Faelyn Korath. If do you not mind the extra guidance, is there any particular section that comes to mind for where I should begin my research? Avorra asked with the flash of a half-genuine smile.