Vel had wasted no time. Once her little meeting with the archer had ended she'd made her way straight into the library to being her search. It was best to get a head start on their long search in such a massive tomb of knowledge. She longed to peer into the shelves for anything that seemed interesting, but work came first. Perhaps if she was lucky and they managed to find all these books quickly then she could take a little time to satisfy her own wishes.
With no idea about the meeting, and no one to summon her Vel spent that time searching shelves on her own. She managed to find one of the books on the list and headed back to the main section where a set of tables and chairs resided near the center of the library. She took out paper she'd copied the list of books to and carefully spread it out into one of the main tables for everyone to see once they arrived. She then took the book she'd just found and set down at one of the tables to start looking through it, with her new book opened to a new page and her quill and ink well out beside her.
She started by taking notes of the pages relevant information seemed to be on, summing each bit up as shortly as she could. She'd make sure to keep the book at the table for reference later but for now page numbers were taken down and seemingly relevant information was summoned up as best as she could. She finished skimming through the book and summing up the relevant information when others began to appear in the library. Shutting the book she carefully placed it next to the list, leaving the ink on her blank book to dry she started back into the mass of shelves to seek out a second book.
It took a bit of searching for the Journals of Lord Alyx Worthington but just to be on the safe side she took all of them she could find, loading her arms and once again heading back to the table to search through them. Working her way through the pages it wasn't until a further entry that seemed to even mentions the tears. hinting at his research and further entries delved more deeply. One particular entry stuck out thought and she quickly jotted down the page and the information.
' To the West three more have been lost. One within the future. One in the present and the last possessed by the past...'
What did that mean? One in the future, one in the present and one in the past? It sounded like magic was at work and it already made her head hurt. Maybe it was a riddle of sorts. She mulled over it quietly before putting a side note that it could be a riddle before she started searching through the rest of the journals.
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