It is good to keep potential allies happy. The strange, absorbent qualities of the furs are, however, a question she will have to solve later. She leaves them where they lie and follows Spiriah.

"Mm-hmm," she says, studying the maps and attempting to commit them to memory. It...probably won't go well, but she does her best.

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She points to one of the villages. "So, humans live here. What sort of humans? Dangerous ones or the kind that run away screaming and don't stop until they pass out or something heavy falls on them? And if I'm to avoid them, how am I supposed to find the elf? I can't just fly around and hope to spot him. Or her."