After all his quick talking, the man patted her on the head again and ran off. "You insufferable piece of. . ." Lyrisa started before tripping over her own robes. She moved her leg a little too high and fell when it came down and caught her robes. Upon her recovery she lost sight of him and decided not to chase anymore. "That bastard isn't even worth it anyway." She said as she stood up. Her appetite now gone, she decided that she might as well walk through town. She had yet to figure out what it was she needed exactly, or where to find it. When she left Ulrich he was too sick to tell her exactly where he found the tome or anything else.

She found herself in the back alley she started in. It was lit with the sun but hardly anyone used it probably of the preparing for the festivities. Lyrisa took her seat back and pulled out the tome again in attempt to see if she could discern any one thing she was looking for or more importantly where to find or make it. "Alright, lets see if this book feels like talking to me."