Maehrir inhales deeply and exhales with unbound excitement. A new city filled to the brim with new experiences. He is as observant as ever, taking in all the surroundings with a keen gaze. Scratching his chin, he is not surprised, but highly enthused by the welcoming look of the man who approached him. With a wide smile he responds. "What brings me to this city? Why I suppose 'liene', truth does. I have heard that within the great libraries of your city lay a single long forgotten tome that once belonged to the ancient elves, though I am sad to say this is just a rumor, but a rumor I shall chase for any ounce of information about my people is always worth investigating! Do you have the directions to it my friend? Or even a map of the city?"
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