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He wiped gray dust from his hands and looked around.
Shadows flicked against the stone walls. Towering shelves filled
with browned volumes bound in exotic leathers and sealed with
glyphs surrounded him. As he looked at the tomes, his curiosity
got the best of him again.
He cautiously pulled a large volume from a stack on the table
before him. A glance at the cover confirmed that the writing was
unreadable and probably magical in nature. He opened the
book, and ancient pages rustled and fell open in the
candlelight.
Tasslehoff flipped the book shut with a gasp. Hesitantly,
he reached for another, hoping it was less loathsomely
illustrated. To his relief, the next book was written in the
common tongue of the land and had no pictures at all.
"BEING A COMPENDIUM OF MYSTIC
PROTECTIONS AND SORCEROUS INSCRIPTIONS FOR
THE SUMMONING OF CREATURES FROM THE DARK
WORLDS," he read aloud. The book appeared to be well
used. A thought occurred to him, and he flipped through the
volume, his eyes running over the pages in search of the
name of the thing he had seen. At the end of the text was a
list of creatures one could summon, and the thing's name
was among them.
Silently, he read the passage under the list of names,
absorbing every word of it. His hand grew cold and damp at
the implications of the text. Finished, he closed the book
and returned it to the stack with care, arranging the other
volumes to disguise his prying
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