[i][color=662d91]"Chuckles knows what they look like. He knows what I do. He knows what they look like, sound like, everything I know. As for the whole corruption part, that's very unlikely. He'd have to connect with my mind directly to do so. And with all the Eldritch taint in there, he wouldn't have a good time, not to mention some of the higher-ups might have something to say about a member of their little society was to taken.[/color][/i] Ysran gave another yawn. Much quieter this time. His magic had taken a toll on him. He reached back into his pack. With any luck... Ah, there it was. He pulled out a leather bound tome with a gold plated metal plaque that was inscribed: The Occult. [color=662d91][i]"If you have any other questions, you can likely find them in this. I've carried this thing around since my early days as a Magician. It's always answered my questions. It details several subjects that many people ask about. If you want to give it a read, feel free to take a look.[/i][/color] Ysran held the thick book and held it out towards Elyria. 

[@Wick]