I woke up to a crash! Something was rumbling outside, like an animal growling, except deeper and at a strange rhythm unlike any creature I’ve heard so far. Yelling ensued, causing me to stir. I cracked an eye open and yawned. Such noise should be forbidden! The gray daylight pouring through my window should also be forbidden! The Body Spider Maids were nowhere to be seen, however my room was cleaned regardless. The Assassin Spider was also gone, but I could see through his eyes that he was wandering around in the library. That was a big enough room for the fuzzy butt to explore, so I allowed him to stay there. I felt a little guilty dirtying the ground with my bare feet, so I pulled out my wand and levitated over to the window to investigate the yelling outside. I might as well see the commotion myself, since the goal today was to go outside and see what trouble I could cause as a bird again.
If I was the Queen of Spiders, why could I not use Metamorphosis and transform into a spider? I supposed the large form of even a Worker would not be sneaky at all, but I at least waited to hear Wisdom beep at me in my head. My Mana Pool was full again, so it was time to explore the city once again.
“Come on, put your backs in it! Master Bohun is going to kill us if we don’t get this rust bucket back to him soon enough.”
When I peered out the window, I saw a strange sight. Two men were outside pushing on a strange beast. It had four wheels like a wagon, but no horses. How oddly intriguing, I studied the creature and realized it was not one at all. Its metallic and boxy shape looked like a carriage of sorts, so I assumed it was for traveling. So why was it stuck on the wall? Did the men even know how to operate such a machine? Steam poured out of tubes on its side on a strange and exposed device, which I supposed ran the whole thing. It was time to get even closer!
I cawed loudly and flew down in the rain to observe the struggling men. The beast rumbled in protest, yet seemed firmly implanted in the ancient brick wall of our manor’s outer gates. A S&O emblem lay crooked on the ground, snapped off from the metal creature’s front hood. Sarn and... Who again? They made these things? Fools! I crowed, fools! This foul invention woke me up! One of the men threw off his jacket onto the empty seat and pushed up his sleeves, even though his shirt was getting wet from the rain. Time to put that B rank strength to the test, Human! He busted out a final heave and was able to dislodge the horseless carriage. Both of them ignored me as I hopped around the vehicle.
“That damn oddball Sarn, why didn’t she or he or whatever they feel like being today say this automobile couldn’t reverse?!”
“Well, it’s not exactly like we could ask them, now can we? That old man was right,” the other stretched his arms as he commiserated with him. So this thing was an automobile, I noted in my tiny bird brain. “We should have just gotten the damn horses out and forgot about this hunk of junk!”
“Carl? Bah, that bastard has to drive the Master’s daughter around like unwanted luggage, I’ll say,” the first man pulled the door open and hopped on one side. The wheel inside of it seemed like it was made for hands, controlling the ones outside and turning it where he pleased. These metal beasts seemed wonderful! I landed on the windshield and squawked loudly at the other one. I should ask Father for one! How does this thing work? Does it go faster than me on foot? How about on my broom? “Git, ya damn bird! Git, git!”
I squawked more and pecked at the man’s hand, causing him to swear.
“By the Goddess’s tits, stop provoking the damn bird and get going,” the other one sighed. “It ain’t botherin’ nothing.”
“It’s bothering me!” He clutched his hand, but I was busy watching how the inside of the cab worked. A pedal was supposed to make this giant piece of metal move? Bah! The whole thing rumbled to life and he steered it away from the wall successfully. After I pecked the man’s hat off his head for one final measure, it was time to fly away! It was clear the two were going to crash the thing in the Manor’s front yard and as fun as that sounded to observe I had better places to explore!
I joined a flock of flying black birds, though they did not seem to be up for any conversation. They were headed towards food and the scent of something sweet reached me. It was time to land! A cute shop seemed perfect to investigate and get out of the rain. People inside were eating tasty sweets and drinking a dark liquid as they sat. What an odd place to gather, yet the group of us birds lucky enough to fly in the open door sat high above in the rafters. There were too many dangerous feet ready to kick at us if we scavenged now. I tried to act as birdlike as possible, but the other crows did not seem receptive to my head bobs and squawking.
"Did you hear?" A noble girl in a green dress giggled with her friends over a strange dark drink. Rain splashed in puddles lying along the ground and the Spring air graced this day with a carefree blessing. Oh? Is that gossip I hear? "I heard that Lady Charlotte gave up on the Prince!"
That was that girl who was all over the Prince when we first met! Kiara Olivette, I recalled. She still seemed like she was having a wonderful time putting up with him. Good for her! There were two others with Kiara, all engaging in small talk. Perhaps it was vain of me to listen to things about myself, however, I decided to stick around and be nosy anyways!
“No way!” A girl in a yellow dress giggled. Ruima Mos, level 13. She was the daughter of that chunky noble I saw in a meeting with Malcom and my Father a while ago, I noted. “She’s been in love with him forever now! She’s scheming something for sure!”
“Right?” The third red headed girl laughed. She wore a purple dress, less flashy than Yellow and Green, but appeared to be related to yet another noble who attended the meeting. Ally Alland, or Purple, took a sip of her black drink. “She’s been rejected by him six times already? That bastard lady needs to take a hint. You best be on your guard around her, Lady Olivette.”
“I have confidence this time. I even sent that commoner from Tiltoast packing!” Green smirked a devilish grin. The others leaned in with equally ugly smiles and each sang a chorus of ooh’s in anticipation of her news. “My lovely Prince is smart. He set her up with the fat boy from House Leonreim.”
Silence fell upon the girls, but then they started laughing.
“I’m not lying! It’s really true!”
“Her Father gave her up to the enemy?” Purple giggled. “Now that’s a piece I never thought I would hear.”
Hey! I wanted to say. I gave up on him! Not the other way around! That ugly Prince can sit here for all I care! Plus, I don’t even know who he is! The girls laughed at her misfortunes, while I wanted to sigh. Do all Human men cause this much trouble among women? Demons usually fought each other to the death if they fancied a female Demon. There was none of this talking nonsense!
“We’ll finally stop hearing about her antics, peace and quiet!” Yellow cooed. She suddenly yanked a waitress walking by. “Hey! You! Give us those!”
The bewildered servant squeaked, but acquiesced and immediately the girls grabbed the sweets on her tray with greed. Purple looked like she was enjoying the treats, but suddenly Green shrieked and threw one of the jelly filled ones at the waitress. Yellow joined in to be malicious, pretending to be disgusted at the food. Purple looked like she didn’t want to miss out, so she halfheartedly threw her treat at the poor waitress as well.
“These are gross!” Green called for the servers’ owner. “How dare you bring these to us.”
A fire lit inside my little bird breast, but I realized I was hungry from observing them. It was one thing to criticize my old self’s former behavior, but this was unacceptable. How dare they be rude to customer service! They were minding their own duties! My feathers were frazzled with rage as I flapped involuntarily. The other birds seemed riled up and we were gaining morale! Revenge for the poor servant and the waste of perfectly good food! Take this, O rude ladies! I swooped down from the rafters with my powerful beak straight into the table and snatched the largest treat I could get, smashing it to pieces. The commotion escalated as the girls screamed and the waitress made herself scarce. Go, my feathered friends! Let us feast! Justice!
With the sweets reduced to crumbs inside my belly, I made my way outside the shop past bewildered customers. As I was hopping along the sidewalks, however, someone was yelling and pointing at me. How could this be? I was just a bird! I’m innocent! The view of an angry face in a dented helmet stood taller than the other people. No way, I cawed. It was that adventurer I smacked seeking revenge! His whole party was splitting the crowd of black and brown coats holding what my Clothing Identifier labeled as umbrellas as they made their way towards me. A four-against-one is not fair, but I could fly! The roar of one of those automobiles splashed water as it stopped at the intersection I escaped to, making my wings sticky. Gah! I sputtered. Curse you, O metallic beast! I cawed bitterly at it, but watched helplessly as the S&O emblem on its back pulled further away from me.
The bounty hunters were after me and this happens to my magnificent form? Oh, Wisdom, I have rotten luck! I quickly hopped my way to the alleyway as the party’s boots stomped towards me. The designated walkways and alleyways made it difficult for Humans to sprint through, since they usually traveled in packs along the same direction. The streets were covered in wagons and the occasional automobile, making it clear one should not carelessly cross the street unless they felt strong enough to take those vehicles on! The metal boots were closing in on me as I rested. What should I do? I know!
— Skill: Metamorphosis activated: Form Cat (Black) chosen.
The rain made my fur wet and I had a strange urge to start licking myself, but that could wait! With this unassuming form’s sharp claws, I could climb up the wooden fence and be out of sight from those pesky Adventurers! I quickly clamored up the wall and looked down upon them when they caught up.
“Where’d that damn red eyed bird go!?” Dented Helmet growled. The Irate Mage shook her hat off the rain and scanned around for birds, but her scowling eyes failed to notice my tail slinking off into the darkness as I hopped onto a window sill bordering the alleyway. “It cost a fortune for us to heal me!”
“I don’t see any birds around here!” The Irate Mage cried out.
“Let’s check that Sweet Shoppe out! I saw it hanging around that area,” the Crazed Tank yelled. They seemed fanatical in their search for little old me, but I admired their dedication! I meowed at the last party member to turn around, the Raving Rogue. She eyed me suspiciously, but the Tank called for her to follow them quickly. “We’ll gut them all! No more birds!”
I purred in satisfaction as they rejoined the crowds of people. My Operation [Nothing Happens In Alleyways] was a great success! Though, I was sure that even in this furry form I could eliminate them with ease since they were only a C Ranked Party. They would have to get stronger for them to challenge the Labyrinth, so I spared them! Be thankful for my generosity, O angry party! I gave a meow of disapproval before climbing down on the other side of the fence.
This city of Father’s was much larger than I thought, with even more construction of houses at this end. I could hardly see the Forbidden Woods from here, even if I was a cat. This rain was beginning to be a lot more oppressive, with people heading much quicker towards buildings. I didn’t think this far! The stampede and splashing was too much! I caught a glimpse of a bundle of umbrellas between the forest of legs and people at a street sign, so I took shelter under that. I should have switched back to Hannah in the alleyway! I squinted at it and found out it pointed to the Shopping District, where I came from. It was originally the old Noble District, but now I assumed those guys moved into the larger houses near the manor up the hill. I shall have to take note of this place, since Twig’s book store was also located inside of it somewhere. The rain made my paws soak and feel gritty, so it was time to go back to the Manor and dry off! As I was about to make a dash for the alleyways, a pair of hands snatched me.
“Kitty, kitty! You’re not supposed to be out here in the rain!” A little girl’s voice reprimanded me. Me? Of all the people? “The number of missing persons increasing in this city’s side, increased rain and a chance for another Starfall to crash? No, stray kittens are not allowed outside to be left soaking to the bone. Not on this future Papergirl’s watch! No way!”
“Wha–?” I croaked, but all the Human heard from my screeches was a futile meow. “Unhand me, you brute!”
The girl’s grip was too strong! Or perhaps, the soft touch rubbing my fur made me less willing to make a break for it. You just wait human, I shall escape! Daphne, level 7, did not mind my flailing. It was like she was used to catching stray cats all the time. She simply pulled out an umbrella from the stand and headed towards one of the taller townhouses.
“Grandma’ll love you, black kitty!” She innocently chirped along.
“What if I don’t love your Grandma back, kid?” I howled, but Daphne’s palm patted my head. Why did that feel good?
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“Oh, don’t you fuss now,” She chastised me. “We’re going to dry you off and let you be warm until this storm lets off.”
We eventually made it to her domain, a simple townhouse divided up by a small gate and stairs leading down to its entrance. I presumed that the other section with similar gates separated people in groups. Humans of this Realm had architecture unlike anything I’ve seen before! An old woman greeted Daphne with a hug, before noticing me. I scrunched my nose and hissed at her. Do not look down upon me, O Elder One!
“Quite a lively fellow, you have here, dear,” the Grandma spoke. “I’ll get a towel.”
“You stay here, kitty,” Daphne spoke to me.
I suddenly was dropped as if I was a toy, but fate strangely allowed me to twist midair and land perfectly. You brute! I meowed at the door, but Daphne had already taken off her shoes and ran upstairs somewhere. I inspected the door. I could just change into Hannah and leave, couldn’t I? A flash of lightning boomed outside, stopping me from wanting to do that. I shook my fur off of the rain, trying to get all of the shoes wet on purpose. Soon, the Grandma appeared and knelt down and wiped me off. I resigned myself as she roughly pressed the towel against me. These two shall be my servants for now, I supposed they were no different than Nana or Sydney. Nobles thought that way towards these commoners, right? Although, they were all just low leveled Humans to me.
“There, there,” she cooed and stroked my back. What was this Skill she used on me? Why did it feel so good? “We have warmth and shelter, sweetings, come stay awhile.”
“Grandma, can we keep it?” Daphne beamed with pleading eyes. The Grandma simply laughed.
“That is up to the cat itself, I’m sure this one will make its choice all on its own.”
Sorry, Daphne, I meowed and darted between her legs to what I presumed was their kitchen. I got things to do! Plus, I’m not sure if I was classified as an animal one could keep as a pet even if I wasn’t entirely a human anymore!
Something sweet was there and I had to find it! Laughter followed me as I explored this place, though it was much smaller than my Father’s gargantuan castle. It was fine enough for me to take a break here, right? I heard nothing from the Maids there, nor did I think anyone had a reason to bother me anyways. The old Charlotte truly was useless for the Nobles, but as a cat I had been treated better by people who didn’t even know me. Why is that? A sullen feeling made me feel tired of thinking about that, though this place felt like it was welcoming me with a strange warmth. Like I belonged here, despite the lack of soulless servants and rows of people lining up to speak to you, only two people lived here and spoke about small things that didn’t matter. Well, it mattered to them. I meowed and sat on the table observing the pair argue whether or not they could keep me, finally giving into the temptation to smooth out my fur with my tongue.
I stopped halfway through a lick. Oh, Geer’Sha, I hope this doesn’t carry on as a habit in my Charlotte form. The clinking of metal and boiling water hovered in the kitchen as the Elderly one cooked food, and I froze upon noticing her me sneaking slowly to steal a piece of meat from her. Does this woman have eyes on the back of her head? She chuckled and held out a small piece for me. She was just giving this to me? This hospitality stirred something within me, but I snatched the food with my paws and ate. It was good!
— Skill: Cooking: Grandma’s Nostalgia has been added as an obtainable meal in the Traveler’s Feast and Hero’s Feast Spellpages.
“Is Father working overtime again?” Daphne kicked her feet as she sat, unable to reach the floor since she was too short.
“Mmhmm,” Grandma stirred the rest of the meat into the pot.
“He’s always out there,” she pouted. “And Mother.”
“I would be in that factory too if I wasn’t so old,” the elderly woman chuckled. “The Brothers might be heretics, but they pay well.”
“Oh, Grandma! My scoops are getting even larger!” Daphne leapt up, reaching for a ring of paper. Notes full of hastily scratched writing hung from it. Did this girl work with Twig? “One of the Brothers that was chased out, Sarn, has been found guilty by the Church. Do you feel like that’s fair or not?”
“Hoho, dearie, don’t use me for your latest news,” Grandma chuckled. “I’m much too old to share an opinion on that fellow. He simply dresses too funny for me to understand you young people!”
She pressed a button, while successfully evading Daphne’s slew of questions regarding what's fair or not. I saw Flame runes gathering beneath the stove it rested on. How interesting, a device that channels Magic for such mundane tasks like Cooking. I had no idea how my Cooking Skill worked, other than the Forbidden Skill seemed to pull foods and other things from different Realms. Was there a Cooking Realm? I yelped in surprise when the child stroked my fur again. Hey! I just licked that spot! Despite my protests, she kept petting me with those sinfully comfortable fingers. I wondered if Queen would like this kind of contact if I copied Daphne’s movements.
Those Brothers, Sarn and Ofnir, seemed to be at odds with the Church. They also have to be the driving force between the noticeable developments within the lower sections of this town. I predicted the Nobles living high up in their big houses would have issues if these Commoners had access to magical devices that could outdo even their magic. Though one half of the brothers seemed to be in hiding, the other one must be skulking around town in the Darkness. I should pay him a visit, since he and I shared being heretics in common according to the Light.
For now, I escaped back outside much to Daphne’s protesting and whining, transforming into Hannah a few blocks away in an alleyway. The sun was peeking through the gray sheets of clouds as I took to the streets. There was still life outside, crowds still walked out here as if the puddles and terrible rain did not deter them. Humans had an odd sense of purpose, despite anything inconvenient as weather hitting them with everything it’s got. I liked that about Humans, yet, something told me they didn’t want to head to their so-called jobs and routines half the time. Why is that?
Something or someone had their eyes upon me, but from where? My skin crawled. I was being followed? I stopped at a corner with other people, but a sharp pain struck my foot. Yeow! I looked down at the source. It was Queen! She was huddling under the umbrella rack. How did she find me? The black and sleek cat meowed as her beady eyes glanced down the street leading back into the shopping district. I knew what it wanted me to do, so I smiled. The strange crawling sensation still tingled along my spine. If it was not this insanely powerful creature doing that to me, then the threat is still behind me somewhere.
“I’ll be there, Queen, but I got to figure out what’s following me,” I told her. The cat tilted its furry head at me, seemingly understanding what I’m saying. I kneeled and almost gathered enough courage to pet her, but the beast’s fur was soaking wet! “I know you can understand me, you’re level 50! How did you get so strong anyways! Run along, I’ll be there very soon!”
Queen meowed, but looked at the automobile parked along the side of the mirror. I followed her gaze, realizing that it had a pair of mirrors affixed to its doors. You’re brilliant! I stood up and looked at the mirror to see a familiar huge man’s frame glancing away as if he was trying to lie low. That’s Storr, isn’t it? The lackey from the Leonreim fellow, clearly intending on taking his chances on little old me? As if!
“Does he realize he’s three heads taller than everyone else?” I groaned. “It’s very obvious that he’s following me. Isn’t that right, Queen? Queen?”
I realized I was talking to the ground. The cat had vanished already! Gah! Well, it was time to head to an alleyway or something and take this guy head on! I pretended not to notice him and veered off into the shopping district. I’m sure I can use this tactic again on a slightly larger target. The feeling of being observed still sent those odd shivers down my spine. I knew the feeling well, I grinned to myself as I kept my head low. The alleyway split off from the brick walls of the factory would be a perfect place to do a trick I wanted to test, so I quickly headed there while pretending like I was afraid. It was the same alleyway I sent that other adventurer away. Jalal? Jerric? They were truly all the same lower lifeforms to me, I felt the brick wall at the dead end of the alleyway. Soon enough, heavy footsteps crept upon me.
“You, little girl, great food for the Seven Nights!” Storr’s brutish voice punched its way into my hearing, despite me not wanting to hear it. I whirled around with my best acting face on. I was scared! Woe is me! I backed up against the wall, pretending to panic as he slowly approached me. A click made its way into my ears. A gun? This brute knows how to use a gun? “You come with me, now, little girl. Or I shoot you dead! The Deceivers will come for you, but I send you early as a gift.”
He laughed mockingly, as if I understood what he was referencing. Soon, my back was pressed against the walls, yet I had activated Mage Link.
“P-Please, sir,” I pleaded. “Don’t take me away!”
He laughed, his fat fingers shaking the gun as every part of him jiggled. Such grossness is an affront to me! I never really looked at him, but I preyed upon his experience. How many little girls has this man sent to those strange Man Harvesters? Well, he didn’t trap me! I activated a small Portal behind my palm I pressed against the wall and channeled mana into another Portal behind him. He was trapped with me! I kept my fearful look, but the Mana I used already had channeled fully into the spell circle.
“Hey, you should probably look behind you,” I pointed at the Portal I just created. I got you right where I needed you to be! Skill: Advanced Steel Web Conjuring!
“Huh?” Storr turned around and his confused look finally noticed the Portal floating behind him at eye level, but it was too late for him. My palm launched a Steel Web strand through the small opening, making me have to duck from the splattered brain and blood. The Steel Webs cratered his head into a stump so easily! The rest of him crumpled to the ground; while I retracted the webs through the Portals into my fingertips. Heh, it was kind of like using a sword even though I hated those things!
— Charlotte has defeated a level 30 Human!
— Charlotte has obtained 3000 experience points!
— 1900 Skill Points have been awarded (2017 total)!
“Huh, so I can adjust the magnitude and size of my Portal with Mage Link,” I mused and closed the Portals. “I can use the Skill Points to increase the range and size even further! Do that, Wisdom!”
I heard the chime and Wisdom’s voice tell me that my Portal Skill was now Rank S, making me feel giddy over the possibilities. I assumed that if I upgraded Mage Link to its fullest I could also see even further away. To rank A you go, O Skill! A chime made me happy, but I was back down to 117 Skill Points. I would have to get even more. Perhaps I should visit this guy’s brother and Young Master to ask for more? I grinned, but then slapped my forehead. I hoped no one heard me being excited over such numbers, I’ll never live through that embarrassment! Luckily for me, this area I was in was quite secluded and away from the main road.
The alleyway was a complete mess! Oh no! Who could have done this to this fellow? I approached the big headless body cautiously and took the gun from his hands. As expected from his seemingly bloated stats, he died quickly and awarded little Experience Points. I supposed whoever the Deceivers were wouldn’t miss a weakling like this, would they?
— S&O Excluder no. 3 [Rare] obtained.
The third model of the handgun “Excluder,” developed by Sarn and Ofnir. This was the first iteration that was not defective to enter the market, containing six cartridges in a revolving cylinder for firing. Although newer versions and different types of handguns exist, the Excluder line is still used today and is seen as the most reliable handgun the Brothers have made.
The Excluder was smooth and fit my hand perfectly. Now this is a gift of heresy, I felt the trigger. I assume I have to press this with my finger in order to shoot it, but I placed it into my empty Quick Slot, next to my Wand. Two weapons in those precious things were not ideal, but I left the broom in my room. I was getting distracted! I stepped on the lump’s gut and hurried to the bookstore. Twig and his overpowered friend were waiting for me!
“Where have you been?” Twig, or Ule, had a folded piece of paper on his desk. Queen observed me as I sat on one of his cushioned chairs, while I shifted nervously under her gaze.
“I’ve been in the Bohun’s Library,” I lied. “Teaching the Lady how to read. Today’s my day off and she kicked me out.”
“Oh?” He looked at me excitedly through that strange owl mask of his. “That’s where you’ve been the whole time? That’s great news, I think. Hey, speaking of that, I have some disturbing information I’d be willing to pass onto you if you promise to do something for me. The treaty’s still on, so… Information for information.”
“Like what?” I asked, nearly yelping as fur brushed its way between my legs. Why do you do this, O cat? I looked down, but heard soft mew beneath my chair instead.
“I hear that Library is trapped behind a powerful Ward, created by the great Master Malcom. It’s guarding some, shall I say it, dark stuff inside. You’re lucky,” Ule pushed the folded letter to me. “This contains what the Circle is looking for. A way inside the ancient Uralta Seal just at the border of this city.”
“Well, I happened across one of these,” I held up the bottle containing the Seven Nights emblem. Twig’s eyes widened and shock spread across his face.
“T-That’s contraband from the evil organization! I don’t even want to know how you came across that!”
“It was in the library,” I lied. “There’s stuff in there you would not believe!”
Envy and excitement made the boy leap up for a better glance at the empty bottle, but I placed it in my bag again and replaced his excitement with disappointment.
“As far as I know, my parents do have connections in getting into the Seven Nights Auction,” he pointed to it. “And that’s the way inside, of course. The Seven Skulls represent seven passageways into it, beneath the city. There’s dangerous things happening in the city, mainly kidnapping. My sources say that some people are being sold as slaves inside of it. Could that bottle be what Charlotte is using to gain strength? That girl was mean, but not strong enough to stand before the Prince without throwing a tantrum. There, that’s the information I had.”
“Interesting,” I mused. That still did not tell me how to find the entrance to the Auction, but it was good enough. I would simply have to scour the underdark of the city to find it! If those guys are kidnapping people like this avatar then perhaps I could get there quicker? The letter had a headline underneath the Owl logo: Seal of Uralta.
“What’s going on in your mind, Hannah?” Ule must have noticed the dark look in my eyes.
“I’ll find out what I can about the Seals,” I told him and stood up, nearly bumping into Queen. She balled up and inconveniently rested right at my feet!
“Hey, before you go,” Ule’s mood seemed nervous. He lowered his voice. “There’s a lot of Church people entering and leaving the Bohun Manor. We of the Circle, and a lotta common folk don’t really like the Church– just be careful. They’re not what they appear to be. I know you grew up in the Church Towny, but still!”
“Thanks, but I’ll be fine,” I assured him, seeing the Assassin fuzzy butt lounging inside on a bookshelf through my Queen’s Eye. Isn't Ule a Noble? Why would he care about the commoners? “I’m stuck in the Library all the time anyways.”
"Best of luck," Ule waved as I stepped over Queen. "Find out about the Uralta Seals, then the Circle will make its move."