{After taking notice of the Elf in his domain, our favourite Owlin flits gently down from atop the bookshelf to greet his guest.} Hello, Sea Elf. I assumed you’d come see me eventually.
Then for example A.) I can read minds— which I thought I’d already mentioned. {His taloned hands slip into the sleeves of his robes.} And B.) your behaviour suggests a mind thirsty for knowledge. So I thought you’d come here as libraries are a good first step in the persist of said knowledge; whatever it may be.
{After such an observation, Tsadi has realised the wisdom of this Owlin.} My… well, um… {Awkwardly, he again rubs his arm.} Do you have anything like scrolls or magical tomes?
{Smiling approvingly.} Allow me a moment to check. I haven’t touched them since last months cataloging. {He flies away to search for the items.}
23:04
{Having searched for some time he returns with a worn leather book.} This is a guide to the different varieties of magic. As well as some casting techniques. {He gently passed the book to Tsadi.}
{As he watches the Sea Elf leave he smiles to himself.} It’s good to see that there’s another bright mind amongst us. {He returns to his own book. Which he’s read six times already… alright, maybe it was eight.}
Could genre perhaps be an inner sect within the Guild whom know of The True Beginning created?
00:05
Naturally, it’s just be myself. {He flips another page.} But in the extremely low off chance someone else finds out, I can be there to guide them in keeping the secret.
