[ The utter chaos of the tables filled with books is somewhat frustrating, when she'd been expecting a neat, orderly library like the one she was used to at school. But it will have to do.

Unfortunately, the information she's seeking would not fall under A-F, so she starts walking around, scanning over the titles on the spines. ]

I'm trying to find something that will help me identify this. [ She holds up the vial she had found in the satchel she arrived with, filled with some kind of red potion. ] The only clue I have to go on is that whoever brought me here wants me to drink it. So I have to assume it's not poison, because why would they bring me here only to kill me, when they could have spared the trouble and killed me where I was?