Quite a bit of time passed-- hours, perhaps, I didn't even bother checking my watch, as I'd found that had a tendency to slow research time down to a crawl. Illyria had pointed out a few more books for Cordy and myself to crack, but had been largely not that helpful in narrowing down the field to useful information. And so, with my own eyes starting to blur and a rather melodramatically loud yawn from Cordy, I adjounrned the session. A much smaller pile of books, most with slips of paper marking possibly important pages now faced the next round of scrutiny. At least we'd managed to pare things down.
I left Cordy no doubt on her way back to her room for some rest. Illyria seemed content to remain behind the desk and commune with the potted plant.
Leaning against the front desk, I stood rubbing my chin in thought as I tried to suss out anything that I might have inadvertently missed in research. Unable to think of anything useful, I turned back towards the stairs to search out someone with both experience with The First and the expertise to help me analyze it.