I worked endlessly trying to learn what I could from the confusing yet vaste amount of books on all sorts or different things. I learned the gestures and components of the illusion I was trying to learn but nothing more. For me to possibly find that out would have taken weeks, I didn't have that time and to what end? I may not even have learned what I wanted.
The others except Tollers had left already for the castle. Tollers and myself gathered our things together and were given food, warm robes and horses from the stable master. They were a jolly surprise. We would catch up to the others in no time at all.
Meanwhile the others encountered a man in black robes. He was strange and spoke almost in riddles, they found him somewhat confusing and decided not to bother him. He seemed to have a connection with Skye, for as she passed he let her know he could sense something about her, with an obvious stare.
The night was cold for the groupes but fires and robes helped us all through, it wasn't long after the night that Tollers, myself and a few others arrived on horseback. We continued our trail to the castle. A hard one, for I still lack many of the spells I had, my spellbook is still in the hands of the damn goblins.