The Tattered Scrolls

What is it you seek, youngling? I am old, and my thoughts are focused on things beyond this world.

The old scrolls, you say? The remnants of the Archive?

Yes, yes, youngling. Yes, I was once an Archivist. But I am no more. Why do you bother an old woman?

Spirits of bane, you are certainly persistant for a youngling. Yes, this old woman has a few tattered scrolls here, a few remnants from the days before the Archive was dispersed to the four winds. Very well. Here, if it will silence your chatter ... here is the key to the chest. But do not be over-trusting in what you read. Know this for wisdom, that nothing remains as it was forever.

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