It was supposed to be easy, a simple trip to the library. I was going to go in, use my effervescent charms on whoever was there and find out what info I wanted to. It was simple, it always worked that way. Now here I am plotting on how to infiltrate a cave or temple or whatever the fuck I’m going to all because I wanted a book. It better be damn well worth it. When I get back, I’m going to walk into that library, pass held high, smile on my face, and the biggest bouquet of flowers I can hold, just to rub it in that bitch’s face. But for now I’m going to have a drink, maybe try to find a pair of horses, and then find my way to this reliquary. I’ll probably keep everything for myself, but who knows, I might be generous.