H.O.W.I.E. is around

The steel construct slowly marched through one of the now bustling derelict districts, home to all those that have succeeded in the gauntlet. As people approached he would stop and wait for them to ask questions, giving them any answers he could. After their queries were finished he would continue up and down the streets, waiting for anyone to approach.
Asheron approached HOWIE. "Begging your pardon HOWIE, but could you direct me to where I could get Celestial spells added to my spellbook?"
The construct turns to face the elf.

"Please locate the sentinel Neysa (moira). She is the one who has the supply of magical inks required to enter spells into a spellbook."