As always, her notes were beautifully handwritten, fit perfectly to the page with the occasional sketch of something she might need to identify later. Lioriley leaned back to look up at him.

"No written history of this realm." Somehow, she was unsurprised. "But many histories from other worlds." She pulled out a book, some magic tome from Faerun — one, oddly enough, Astarion had gifted her before.