[ Anders flaps a hand dismissively, as he pokes his head between shelves, looking for something familiar. Luckily, most of these books are printed in bizarrely smooth jackets, the lettering on them strangely uniform and colorful - nothing like Thedosian practice. ]
They're all arbitrary titles, anyway. Survive enough torment, grovel convincingly enough, and they'll make you sound more important than the rest of the rabble. Give you a few extra inches of leash.
[ He's moving along at a decent pace, until a darkly colorful alcove catches his eye, nearly hidden behind another row of shelves. Magic and the Occult. Charming. ]
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[ Anders flaps a hand dismissively, as he pokes his head between shelves, looking for something familiar. Luckily, most of these books are printed in bizarrely smooth jackets, the lettering on them strangely uniform and colorful - nothing like Thedosian practice. ]
They're all arbitrary titles, anyway. Survive enough torment, grovel convincingly enough, and they'll make you sound more important than the rest of the rabble. Give you a few extra inches of leash.
[ He's moving along at a decent pace, until a darkly colorful alcove catches his eye, nearly hidden behind another row of shelves. Magic and the Occult. Charming. ]
Oh, look here - we have a whole nook!