The sylvan library

[Anastasia]

Your ride is uneventful from there on out. You end up stopping before a mist-cloaked grove, "Here!" the tree calls, "Go in here."

[Iron Dragoon]

"Thank you for your help, Prince of Roots. I shall speak of you to the Queen and of how helpful you were."

[Anastasia]

"Oh ho ho, good luck!" the tree laughs, as Jarem floats on down. Emily follows as Ianvasah lingers a moment.

"Thank you," she says, flying down and then turning human once more, getting a burst of chatter from the wind dragons.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa waves to the dragons and tree and then continues on.

[Anastasia]

It's a rather large grove, stacks of books everywhere. Heaps and scads of books, and amid it stands another tree. A tree with a face, snoozing away.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa rolls her eyes.

"Excuse us, we're looking for Professor Tinsel."

[Anastasia]

The tree yawns and blinks his eyes open, "Speaking," he says, voice sleepy, a yawn right after.

[Iron Dragoon]

"My name is Alyssa Songsteel. These are my friends, Emily, Jarem, and Ianvasah. We've come to meet the Queen and have searched you out for your help with a curious case of bloodline abilities, if you would be so kind."

[Anastasia]

"Oh...mmm....oh..." Another yawn, "I'm awake," he says, "Go on, tell me about it."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa goes over her notes about Lord Mayweather's case and her suspicions about a celestial bloodline with him.

[Anastasia]

"Not normal, not normal at all. Do you have a lock of hair, a bit of blood, anything from him directly?" The tree asks.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Not at the moment... If the protections around here allow, I could Plane Shift over and return."

[Anastasia]

A rustle of leaves, "Not needed," he finally says, "No no, I'll divine and scry it myself. Stand back."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa nods and does as asked.

"Thank you."

[Anastasia]

"Should be good," Jarem murmurs as he stays by your side, and in a quieter voice, "Why'd you bribe the dragons? Hoping to get some new dragons to hang around?"