"Ah, yeah. Conjuration lets you raise and control the dead, too. Necromancy is illegal, but adventurers and such will sometimes run into the results of it in tombs or ruins. They're usually weak to fire and sun spells - Destruction and Restoration, respectively." 

"Eep!" Patiri exclaims, and she jumps from the chair she has been sitting.

Liarae makes a disgusted noise and pales a bit, leaning away from him. 

He blinks at them, "Well, there's none here," he says, raising an eyebrow at the reaction. "My door leads to my rooms, in my house in Riften. No undead anywhere near there. And you don't have to learn it," he adds, "I don't even have any Necromancy tomes around to give you, if you did want to. I did mention it's illegal."

He doesn't keep the Necromancy tomes he has in his rooms, after all. 

"Okay. Okay. Still, that was sure a lesson on how scary the multiverse may get. And I am still interested."

Liarae nods in agreement, still a bit pale. 

"I guess so, though there's worse things." He shrugs. "Alright, then. You wanna get this done now? As far as we could tell the magic attaches to a new person pretty much instantly, but I have to hold the door, so I'll have to get one of you to grab my tomes from the shelf in my study."

"I don't see why not to do it sooner rather than later."

"Alright!" He un-leans from the table, and turns to lead them back to the door. He pulls it open and steps to the side to hold it for them, waving them through with a bow, "After you," he says with a playful smile. 

Liarae makes sure she steps through first - she is a security grey, only makes sense to have her go in before the green, just in case. 

The room they step into looks like something from a by-gone era, constructed almost entirely of wood, aside from the stone fireplace to the left. The furniture is all wooden as well, and it along with the carpets and bedsheets on the bed all look to be hand-made. The bedsheets in question look somewhat mussed, and there are some clothes thrown over a chair near the lit fireplace, but otherwise the place is pretty tidy. 

"Congratulations! You have magic!" Gaemir tells them as the green-haired woman steps inside. "The study is just through there," He adds, gesturing to a door in the wall to the right, "The tomes are on the bookshelf just to the left inside."

Patiri takes a moment and then follows after her, looking around. Before following the directions, she realizes, she is a completely different world and feels somewhat self-conscious for being among the first Amentans to do so. She wishes she had worn something nicer. Lia is at least in a uniform.

Well, she hardly had advance warning, did she? Gaemir doesn't seem to mind, anyway, not that he's dressed for diplomatic contact with other worlds, either. His vest is still mostly undone, actually, and he's not wearing shoes, barefoot on the wooden floor of the bar - he'd just woken up before he came through the door. She can feel comforted that she's better dressed than her host is.

The study contains a desk, a chair, a shelf on the wall above the desk which is full of knickknacks, and four large bookshelves filled with hand-bound books. The one to the left contains dozens of tomes, all in one of five colours - orange, purple, black, gold, and red.

Patiri collects the books. Looking at the covers, and remembering that the translation magic does not extend outside Miliways. They can find a work around to that.

The covers all have a symbol and one or two words on them in foreign script. The symbols on those of the same colour all match. A flame for the black ones, an odd thing which looks like an eye or an upside-down gate on the purple ones, a stylized bird with what might be a flaming tail on the yellow ones, a half-leafless tree on the red ones, and a kind of triskelion on the orange ones. 

Lia grabs an armful as well, resisting the urge to open one to look inside just yet. Their host (who hadn't mentioned his name yet) had said something about a trance, and she doesn't want to fall into one while they're still in his house. 

It takes a few trips, but eventually the shelf is empty, all the books piled on their table in the barroom. 

Yes, oof. That's more heavy lifting than she is used to, but still, magic books!

Lia will definitely take most of the load, but there's a lot of books, yeah. 

"Alright, how do we do this?" She asks the man, "Also, what's your name? You didn't say."

"Oh, sorry, I'm always forgetting to introduce myself. Camoran Gaemir - first one's a surname, second name's mine. I didn't get yours either?" He directs at the green-haired woman. 

"Paratir Kered. The first one is my given one, the second one is a job name - biological research."

"Nice to meet you!" 

"As for learning the spells... Well, pick a book and open it up? You'll want to be sitting down when you do, though, it takes about half-an-hour to get through most of them and you don't want to be standing about while you do that. I can point you to the Novice books - first level spells - first, you won't have enough magicka to cast anything higher than Apprentice right now." He does that, leaning over the table to separate out the books in question. 

This leaves them with much fewer options, though it's still a lot. Two red books, Candlelight and Oakflesh; two purple books, Bound Dagger and Conjure Familiar; three black books, Flames, Frostbite, and Sparks; three orange books, Fury, Clairvoyance, and Courage; and two yellow books, Healing and Lesser Ward.

"This is everything commonly available for Novices," he adds, "I'm not a mage by trade, I just use magic in my work sometimes, and I took to keeping all the Novice books around after the first time I wound up here." 

Lia, after a moment of hesitation, picks out Oakflesh, settling down at the table to start reading.

"Clever. Are books like these hard to make?" She picks Healing.

"Mm, it's a subset of Enchanting. There's book on how to do it in this pile somewhere - you need to know the spell, and you need the correct equations written out in a book, and you also need soulgem dust. I've only got the one bag of it in my rooms, so you won't be able to make too many without grinding up soulgems, which are useful for other things, too, but I can get more pretty trivially later, so I don't mind giving you those." He glances over at Liarae, who's engrossed in the book already, smiles slightly, and turns back to Patiri. 

"But you can still learn the long way?"