Day 3

[mirror_mod]

Eventually the group finds themselves in a new part of the city. The stone is cleaner, the air is brighter, and everything seems far better cared for. Whether this is illusion or truth, it’s hard to mistake the trickling sound of a fountain ahead, drawing you into view of a massive open courtyard. Rising out of the middle of it is a tall building with a strangely crooked spire, topped with a globe like a watchful eye.

Closer, it’s easy to read the carved sign above the doorway.

LIBRARY

Perhaps there are answers here.

LOWER STACKS | RESTRICTED SECTION | OBSERVATORY

Comments

[save_the_souls]

Um- yes! Pens would be good!

[He opens one up] These seem to be journals, maybe we'll be able to communicate with them as well!

[persequor]

They are journals. Can't you see the names on them?

[ Her opinion of Allen has been diminishing with each passing day. ]

[whathedoves]

[Yuuya's taken to the air in search of more pens (really, really disappointing), but Arya's sauciness draws his attention.]

-- But yours doesn't have a name on it, does it, mon amie?

[persequor]

Mine isn't a journal.

[save_the_souls]

[Allen meanwhile keeps to himself and just keeps looking through the journals. Smart mouth kids, great. ]

[persequor]

[ Not her fault she's smarter than you~ ]

[whathedoves]

Is it not? Is there anything else written in there?

Friend, if you see another pen --

I'm sorry I haven't even taken the chance to introduce myself. I am Yuuya, and I believe you should keep a close eye on that book you carry, for it seems to be one of a kind.

[persequor]

[ Animals should just stick to not talking if all they will do is point out the obvious. ]

Someone here's asking about his lot. [ Rude, strange person. Even if Arya would also only care about her family. ]