An organizer/librarian of the Academy's Collections department, which hosts a veritable sundry of unusual and rare and interesting items. Poses describing her:

Following the sorceress out of the library and standing on the top of the stairs is a figure of contradictions. A woman of flamboyant dress by the shrewdest demeanor. She has the frizzy hair popular in some academic circles. Her eyes are pointed directly at Eira's back, the disapproval palatable. 

"No," clipped. "I do /not/ need a hug. And that looks like /mischief/." Mischief. Like some sour taste in her mouth. Some alien concept. Adileh's mouth twists and she gives an uncomfortable yank of her dress which crinkles the folds and rustles the fantastically-sized bustle. A few sparks come out. Regardless, she's atop a set of stairs. And can't get to anyone. She just looks disapproving.