"Inric, this is Nikhil, my nephew," Hian announces as she and the younger boy approach. "He decided to join us on this trip." Nikhil scowls and looks sideways. Inric eyes them both, somewhat amused. "Let's go," Hian continues. "It's not far, just a couple of hours. And you'll get a rest and a pint when we get there." "Your consideration is appreciated, but I would prefer to go straight to the archive," Inric says. Hian grins. "Oh, we're not going to an archive." "Does Tamarai not have any?" "I expect the Cerethys have several. But no, and I wasn't being considerate. The best source for the information you want is an old soldier. And the best place to find one of those is a tavern."