Ondrelspires
Mirielle smiles widely. She hasn't been called Miri in a long time, and the old nickname brings back bittersweet memories. "It's so good to see you, Aldar! It looks like business is going well, and the years haven't treated you that badly, either.
"A recommendation for an apartment would be wonderful. I'm here on 'church business,' as they like to call it, and I'll be here for a while. I'm staying at the Sanctuary for now. It's comfortable enough," Mirielle says with a wry smile, "but waking up to bird calls reminds me too much of my novitiate."
She sizes up the graying man. "I mostly came to see how you've been, but I also need some advice. I don't imagine you heard what happened to the library down in Chondath?"