The Oak Town library. One of the great bastions of knowledge in the world. Nestled comfortably around several homes and buildings, this library is headed by a once great mage, known for his wisdom on several forms of magic. And it is this man that has sent a request for someone to partake in the knowledge he has gained as well as his stories. And the person that has responded to this request was Erebus. Opening it's doors, he took in the sight of the library's design, everything from it's several levels of sections, sorted by genre and contained by ornate and polished wooden banisters.
A moment later, an older women would approach him, telling him she would be of service if he needed anything. He spoke up and explained why he was here, receiving a brief nod from her. "Ah, I see. He's been expecting you." she said, motioning to a door on the far wall in front of him. "Just go through those doors and have a seat, he should be in there now." she would finish before returning to her duties.
Heading into the room, he came across a bald middle aged man with a hooked nose relaxing in a comfortable armchair. In his hands rested a book illuminated by the soft light of a crackling fireplace that radiated a healthy glow along the room. After taking his seat, the older man looked up and briefly slipped a book-marker to save his page. "So you're the one who took my request, eh?" he said in a subtle tone before setting the book aside and fixing his glasses.
Erebus answered with a slight nod while adjusting himself to get comfortable. "They just keep getting younger and younger." said the man as he stared down at the floor, shaking his head with a sad smile. "I suppose that it's too late to convince you to change you're mind about this particular path in life. Believe me, I've tried before. But the recklessness of others is something I've started to realize is far out of my control. But what I can do is help arm you against it and, with any luck, save your life."
"Oh forgive me, I've been quite rude. My name is Thorsbane, Oscar Thorsbane. The owner of this great bastion of knowledge and a former mage of the guild Sabre Tooth. I assume you already know who they are. Bunch of rascals, that lot." he continued, chuckling to himself "I suppose that they're an excellent example of what I'm trying to tell you; Recklessness and foolishness tend to go hand in hand. And when they do, the potential for disaster begins to stir. The magi of Sabre Tooth are good people though, don't mistake me. They even managed to make a recluse like myself feel welcome and at home. But that doesn't mean they're exempt from honesty."
A moment later, an older women would approach him, telling him she would be of service if he needed anything. He spoke up and explained why he was here, receiving a brief nod from her. "Ah, I see. He's been expecting you." she said, motioning to a door on the far wall in front of him. "Just go through those doors and have a seat, he should be in there now." she would finish before returning to her duties.
Heading into the room, he came across a bald middle aged man with a hooked nose relaxing in a comfortable armchair. In his hands rested a book illuminated by the soft light of a crackling fireplace that radiated a healthy glow along the room. After taking his seat, the older man looked up and briefly slipped a book-marker to save his page. "So you're the one who took my request, eh?" he said in a subtle tone before setting the book aside and fixing his glasses.
Erebus answered with a slight nod while adjusting himself to get comfortable. "They just keep getting younger and younger." said the man as he stared down at the floor, shaking his head with a sad smile. "I suppose that it's too late to convince you to change you're mind about this particular path in life. Believe me, I've tried before. But the recklessness of others is something I've started to realize is far out of my control. But what I can do is help arm you against it and, with any luck, save your life."
"Oh forgive me, I've been quite rude. My name is Thorsbane, Oscar Thorsbane. The owner of this great bastion of knowledge and a former mage of the guild Sabre Tooth. I assume you already know who they are. Bunch of rascals, that lot." he continued, chuckling to himself "I suppose that they're an excellent example of what I'm trying to tell you; Recklessness and foolishness tend to go hand in hand. And when they do, the potential for disaster begins to stir. The magi of Sabre Tooth are good people though, don't mistake me. They even managed to make a recluse like myself feel welcome and at home. But that doesn't mean they're exempt from honesty."