Date: The 10th of Summer.
Leshi grinned as he flung open the door to his home, and flung off the final overhang, leaping into the city streets below his doorstep. Running in his adorably arm-centric fashion, Leshi was a sight to behold as he dipped and dove through the winding streets of Lhevit, excitedly running towards his new favorite library, book in hand. The book, stemming from his own bookshelf, was a massive compendium, almost larger than his arm, causing him to stumble slightly as he walked, only compounding how odd his jogging pattern was. He was surprisingly thin for a gorilla, however, which was an extra boost to just how absurd he looked as he dashed. It did not surprise him when a few people laughed and pointed as he ran, but he just smiled and awkwardly waved back, half-stumbling as he did. Why did he care what they thought? They didn't matter. Only books mattered. However, he knew it was worth it, as he could just find a nice, cozy, quiet nook in the spectacular library to read it.
As soon as he entered the building, however, his manner became composed again. He was back to his stoic, poised self. He loved reading, and vigorously acted upon that desire, whether racing to begin it early, or entering the intense focus he always took while reading. His concentration was astounding, allowing him to plow through countless books every day. He was back to his specialties, namely Projection Magic and any form of Philtering. He needed to keep preparing for his new job, after all.
As such, he took the book he had brought from his home bookcase, as well as a few he fished off the shelves, and began studiously pouring over new recipes and how to make them as efficiently as possible. Unfortunately, he forgot to sit down first in his lust to consume more words off the page, and ran smack into an unfortunate, yet peculiar girl, his almost 9-foot, 250-pound body slamming hard into her. "My goodness, good madame, I am so terribly sorry." He stooped down, checking on her, to make sure she was alright.