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“It’s important to him so it is important to me.” Came her quick reply. She loved her great grandfather, many people did, so when he had asked her to keep an eye out for the book she had of course obliged him. He rarely, if ever, asked her to find and bring him things.

So she knew it was important. He was an important man after all.

“It….it doesn’t have a name.” She just sounded a tiny bit exasperated having to continue to answering questions. Which she could have just stopped answering and ignored the other female all together about it. “It has uh…. a bit swoop symbol like this on it.” She swiped her finger through the air trying to draw it the best she could remember and hoping that her drawing got across. It’s an old book about the ancient Gods, specifically the primordial type ones.” It was a very old book and there weren’t that many copies left on Faetasia.

It was hard, sometimes, to give information about things when she herself did not know. What he had told her merely suggested it was a simple, ancient book of importance. If it were warded well…

Sparrow had a few tricks up her vest for wards. It wouldn’t be the first time she had unknowingly come across them in her line of work. The first time was super embarrassing.

Once again she stopped her search to look at the other vampire. “Dunno. But I can only speculate that it does and take precautions.” Most books she had come across with wards merely kept people from reading them. Nothing violent ever seemed to happen but there was a first for everything.

But Sparrow did not want to let him down. He had pressed how important it was to find for all of their kind. And she had surmised it had something to do with things that she could barely understand. Ravnos was an important man. Not just to her family.

“I don’t suppose you know anything about the Primordial Gods?” She had gone back to searching but maybe Taly knew something. Sparrow preferred not to poke around to much lest she bring some kind of fireball down on her head.

Sparrow stopped searching the bookshelf and sighed, placing her hands on her hips again. Brushing a bit of hair out of her eyes.

A finger lifted in the air suddenly. “You are correct on the first part. However….” Mismatched eyes scanned the other. She didn’t want to say too much. For some reason people always got weird about her family. If she talked about what was going on, which few even inside the family knew, it might draw more questions. And even Sparrow didn’t know the whole story. Ravnos was good about keeping most of them uninvolved.

“He’s a man that just wants to help his family and his family would do anything for him.” Most would anyways. There was the exception in her great uncle. But even in that arena she was blind.

Laughing, Sparrow grinned wide. “That’s the thing about Primordial Gods I guess. You don’t have to do s**t to draw their attention.”

The comment puzzled Sparrow in the way it referred to nothing in particular. So she just placed it in the all of the above catagory. It was nice. Her grandfather was very loved by many in and outside of their family. Somehow he just had that charm about him that drew you in and held you there. And in turn he loved them all as well.

It may have been different way before she had been born but it was not a version of him she was familiar with.

The next comment the female spoke caused her to raise an eyebrow with a slight smirk. Brushing back long hair from her eyes. “Worth it? How so?” Like pull a huge heist that could piss off a God? Or defacing their temple? Who knew what the other female meant by it.

Sparrow gave one last seeep of the room as she let out a soft sigh. Having hoped it would have been here but obviously the info she had gotten was incorrect. Frustrating. “Well I guess I better get that painting.” Lucky enough it was in the same room just hanging there on the wall. Pulling it down off the wall was easy enough. Sparrow slipped a sharp little knife out with a flick of her wrist and began to carefully cut it away from the frame. Making sure not to cut too jagged of an edge. Taking it out of the frame would take too much time and the frame would make it harder to carry where she could just roll this up and go.