"Well, you seem to have found your way into our library." said the figure, whose appearance was becoming more clear. The person wasn't a person, per say, but rather a bipedal canine creature dressed in a white tunic and light grey khakis, more or less matching the being's fur. From the "person"'s voice, it was easy to deduct that he was male. He resembled an arctic fox somewhat, his silver eyes closing briefly as he did a bit of a courteous bow, allowing for a bit more detail to be seen. His face had scars along his muzzle and the left side of his face, with half of his right ear missing, specifically the top part of it. It seemed to have been burned off at an odd, jagged angle. A large, magnificent, seemingly weightless tail protruded from behind him, swaying to and fro. "My name is Quincy, I'm a member of the dojo. You said you needed help getting around?" Quincy asked rhetorically, his manners polite. A tan sheathe resided on his back, holding what seemed to he a sword, as only the handle could be seen when it was sheathed (I feel like that was an unnecessary bit if detail, but still, its there for clarification.)