luz noceda my beloved

imagine this: you are an up and coming historian in the boiling isles two or three centuries after the events of the show. you are determined to get some details about a minor historical event straightened out. after your usual sources fail, you decide to take a gamble on some possible eyewitnesses. so you approach the collector and they go 'oh sorry, at that time i was living in a cave with only belos for company' you thank him anyway and move on. up next is king clawthorne, as tall as the highest point on the knee by this time. 'oh, sorry, i hadnt hatched by then.' you thank him, and as you mentally draft plans to call up some ghost from that era, he says 'but you know who might be old enough to know?' he tells you. you raise an eyebrow. sure, why not. you approach the wing of the bonesborough museum that was founded by lilith clawthorne, your absolute idol, and do something you never had thought of doing before. forty five minutes later you walk out with everything you could ever need for a monograph on the carotid wars and a brand new tip for any historian or student of history: ask hooty. bring bugs.