She was sitting in a chair in the Iziz City library, waiting for her apprentice to arrive. They'd straightened out a bit of confusion the day before, and she felt certain he'd come willing to learn. Or...perhaps he'd surprise her once more.

Iziz didn't have a large library, the books it's citizens had written were held in two special bookshelves near the front of the large spacious room. Most were available in a bound form, as well as in datapad form. There were computers to access the intranet, and a recent addition that the king's new advisor had insisted upon, an uplink to the holonet. This connected Onderon to the outside world for the first time in hundreds of years, although not many people would notice.

In a search engine the holonet would be able to provide a little more up-to-date information about the ferocious planet, but that was about it when it came to Onderon's impact on the universe. However, brining the information from the universe to Onderon's fingertips...that was something worth accomplishing. And De'Ville had gone crazy having to go to her ship every time she needed to know something about the outside worlds.

Beyond the 'net terminals were rows of shelved datapads, most written at least a hundred years ago if not more. No one had thought to keep this planet up to date when it came to literature.

Right now she was researching a name on the holonet. A name with an interesting past, and a nearly untraceable present. Apparently the woman had been taken by one of her own bounties in an awkward accident, but then dropped off...where...it was hard to say.

The doors opened, and both Lilaena and the elderly librariab looked up. The newcomer was being quiet, so the grey haired woman returned to indexing her stack of datapads, but Lilaena made sure to catch Ishmel's eye as he stood looking for her.