The hunt for truth was to be a long one. The afternoon crawled, the sun had set, most had left by the time it got dark, save for two gentleman in the back reaches of the library. Spirale University hosted collections of books, relics, and information in its grand library, yet nothing of value. The voivode traced along the edge of his current book before he closed it as footsteps neared. Cyrus Albright had come with more books. The two had met with the same goal in mind: the city itself. With Berserker being a new arrival to the city, he was grateful for Cyrus’s company and willingness to explore its roots.
“Isn’t it strange: no matter how many books we pull related to the city, the pages are missing, or absent concerning its history.” Vlad’s eyebrows furrow slightly, perturbed at the idea. His voice was hushed. This only brought on more questions than answers. Clear, glacial eyes darted up to inspect the books on the table, then up toward the other man. “What have you found? ”
@virmentis