library: taleLexy thumbed through the pages of... what was it now? Ha, like he didn't know. The two thousand, seven hundred, forty-ninth book. He'd gotten pretty sick of this fox around book five, and hadn't put much effort into skimming them after book four hundred twelve. Between the obvious fool's errand, the intolerably smarmy demeanor of his host, and the suspicious number of books stamped with text like PROPERTY OF STEEL CITY LIBRARY, Lexy was hours past the point of needing to deliver a few lessons in social grace and bibliosophistry upside the head. But this Callahan fellow had clearly spoken to Caldera since that overnight story-telling session only days ago—relatively speaking—and, for whatever reason, appeared to be holding a message hostage. That part was unlikely to be a ruse; Caldera would have had no other reason to namedrop in such a way. So then why deliberately waste Lexy's time? He had no idea, but with no other leads, there w
library: gameThird aisle from the left (facing from the door), down two sections. Climb the ladder left there since last week to the second level of inner shelves. Take the bridge across to the first aisle, then hop (carefully!) to the makeshift wooden catwalk jutting out from the wall shelves. Follow it around a bit further, hop in the bucket hanging in midair, untie the rope from its bollard. Pull carefully, up five more levels. Mental note to oil the squeaking pulley. Anchor the rope, lean just far enough out to the right, and... yes! The book just barely reached the conspicuous empty space, and a careful digit pressed the spine inwards until it lay flush with the edge of the shelf.Lexy followed the same path back to the floor, to find the imposing presence of a cloakéd Lugia in front of the open entrance. Beside her floated a Lampent, whom Lexy recognized from the night patrol. (A
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