Felih perks up immediately, the short Miqo'te puffing up in delight, ears forward in friendly delight. "Perfect! I got your name from the Alchemists' guild- said you'd helped them repair some of their old record and recipes tomes. You're- oh!" he pauses, noticing the pile of books in his arms.
He may be small, but he's strong, and he holds out his hands. "Need some help carrying those? If you'll hear me out, we can walk and talk. I've got a bit of a big job- I've found... a lot of books that could use some tender, loving care."
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He may be small, but he's strong, and he holds out his hands. "Need some help carrying those? If you'll hear me out, we can walk and talk. I've got a bit of a big job- I've found... a lot of books that could use some tender, loving care."