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"Good." The green haired woman said as she examined her own list. "It seems that for the most part the materials I'm interested in are located on one of the lower floors." She said, her inscrutible gaze scanning across the catalogue of books. "Several of them appear to be in the unsorted collections." She said with a disappointed frown. "Will you be joining us or shall we leave you to your reading?" She asked Inali.

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Some time alter and the group came to an opened door on one of the lower levels. The chamber beyond was gloomy with stale tasting air that felt oppressive and heavy. Eria glanced up at the plaque mounted above the frame and then back down to the paper in her hands.

"It seems this is it." She announced, striding inside without a second thought.

"I can't say I like the look of this place." Jack commented. "Do people even come down here any more? It looks deserted." He scooped his finger along a shelf of books. The tip blackened with dust. As he spoke Eria spied a small glimmer of light from the back of the room. A candle, sat upon a desk. Its light did little to lift the murky gloom but as they drew closer Eria could make out the fragile looking form of a young girl sat at the desk.

"Excuse me." She called out softly to the girl as she approached. With her white dress and pale complexion the green haired woman almost ooked a ghost in the flickering light of the candle. "Can you help us?"