~`|• Time seemed to be of the essence as she gathered the brushes and assorted them by size with a breeze of wind upon the desk of the western pallet. She gusted the brushes into the sink, releasing them from carry, before picking up the ink wells with another breathe in breeze manuevering thier tops to contain the liquid within. Afterwards, she arranged them by color and amount of ink within. With a light gust of wind, a small turbine tornadoed over the handle of the sink, to stream water into its basins from the ravine of the spout. Again, Chï cascaded verdant gales to handle the brushes in the water, washing them and purifying the taint of the ink within the silver bristle hairs of the white marble brushes. A small gust of wind dried the brushes. Chï sealed them into the desk for storage with a small wind sigil.
~`|• Afterwards she went for the remaining inkwells which were empty, yet required to be cleaned and clear, placing them in the sink and washing them briskfully. After they were crystal gleaming and radiant seaming, she removed them from the sink, and blew a gales which dried them in succession of organizing them upon desk, sealing them into single cell seal. Afterwards she picked up the other scrolls and tomes and read the majority of the contents to survey where she could store the info.
~`|• One the wall were shelves of book marked by date, records of the historical affluences, dynasties, legacies, daimyous, funding, imports and exports from neighboring villages. She sorted through the majority of each book, surveying thier pages for ecological resources which could help her with crafting and potential archaeology of the sea to search for legendary artifacts and mystical creatures. In swift succession of learning the wise, she closed the books and stacked them nearly on the shelves, stacking in the remainder of the scrolls and tomes.