[color=ed1c24]"Holy crap on a cracker."[/color]

Stride stared at the hall of books, amazed by the amount of sheer spellcrafting instructions and guides there were. Comparing it to anything, it would be like if the god of literature and knowledge went to his bedroom for a bit of fun and 9 months later this appeared. Honestly Stride felt like he could drool just from being near the hall, let alone actually looking at it... wait... he was drooling?

Stride swallowed the excess saliva and rubbed it off his tome. There was a curse afoot, and rather than being harmful, this one was rather more of a nuisance than anything else. Westley closed his mouth and covered it with his scarf, stopping the excessive drooling before him. Thank God that serpent scales are incredibly breathable. He then went back to the hall of books, and went over to where the heavy-hitting spells were located, and he glanced over a spell known as [url=http://terraria.gamepedia.com/Lunar_Flare]Lunar Flare[/url]. He picked up the book and went downstairs to where he heard the orc call for him.

[color=ed1c24]"It's Stride, and what's going on down here...?"[/color]