Same as Roxy's mother. And she had his sympathy almost immediately: he knew that feeling. "Bladekind's my main but I had puppetkind and fancy Santa kind in my deck." (Technically it was Fncysntakind, but details.)

A goblin had slipped past him. He was aware of this almost in the same moment that Rose dispatched it with her tome, and given now easily she wielded that immense thing Dirk was willing to bet that she would be a natural with bookkind.

He kicked the nearest goblin and then brought his sword down decisively. One for him.

Dirk found himself wondering how much different that battle with the Batterwitch would've been if Rose - Roxy's mother - had been using literature over needles. Probably not very.