Swamped

"Honestly, it was all pretty rushed, so I don't know the full details. When they sent me here, there was a lot of yelling going on. Something about books?"

"Books," she says, as though she's had a realization. "Ah, now it makes sense. They must have found a book with time magic and tested a spell on you. It's no wonder that would take priority." She lets out a groan. "Which means, of course, it's up to me to fix everyone else's mess, as usual. Well, me and you, anyways. Would be nice if we could contact Avel, but he's already drawn attention to himself. Too risky."

The name she mentions is rather strange. It's somewhere between a V sound and a Z sound.

"So, uh, what exactly should we be doing?" you ask.

"I'm thinking," she grumbles. "Doesn't help that I don't know what your skills are."

You may be getting deeper into this than you hoped, but once you get away you might be able to figure something out. In the meantime, you suppose it's best if you answer her implied question.