A few days had passed since Thalenir had ascended to immortality and in his stead he'd left behind a few of his belongings. One of which was his journal; within his journal held some final words and saying Thimble wished to put at least a copy of some where in a public setting so fellow Jasterians or passer-byers could view them if they wished.
Donning more warm and casual attire, Thimble approached the Tower's grand, wooden double doors, her throughts briefly returning to the delapitated and burning version she'd seen the night of Thalenir's ascension. She pushed one of the doors open enough to slide through before spinning around and closing it behind her.
Thimble cleared her throat before speaking. "Hello? I'd like to see a docent please, I have something that I'd like to be copied and shared." She said allowed to anyone that might be in the area to hear, as she spoke, she reached into her pouch and pulled out a small leather bound journal.
Thimble smiled cheerily at Weylyn, "yes! It's in here." She said, lifting up the journal to be more in view than simply by her side. She opened it up to the last few pages and held it there while walking over the the Ulf. "It's not a lot, I would like to keep the original copy though I also felt that it'd be good for others to see it if they wanted to, so I came here to get it copied!" Thimble held the journal open to him so he may glance over the writings.
The fox ' s eyebrows rose as he recognized the handwriting. "That's Thalenir's!" He said in surprise before he nodded "Yes. You're probably right. A new immortal? People are going to want to read any writings of his." Weylyn agreed motioning Thimble towards some desks. "It might be best to make several copies." He offered.
Thimble giggled at Weylyn's sudden excitement after realizing it was Thalenir's journal. "Possibly, they're his last words he wrote I guess before ascending so they seemed like a big deal, here," she handed him the journal, "you go ahead and write a copy or two. Is it alright if I roam around while you scribe? I was going to study up on some bardic things."
There was a short pause before an furry eared head popped around a bookcase "Hello?" He asked before recognizing the speaker. "Thimble-san." He said cheerily "you need something transcribed? I'd be happy to help." He offered stepping fully into view