[color=silver][center][h2][color=#8990c7]ℑ'ℜ𝔞𝔧𝔦𝔱𝔥[/color][/h2]
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I'Rajith stood, unblinking, as he listened to the Wooden One's words. Her concern was the rot; a subject the noctem had heard bits and piece of in passing, from sources material and not.

[color=#8990c7]"'Tis indeed the place for knowledge for many a creature. If you've need for it, my assistance is yours,"[/color] he offered, just as another figure joined their midst. Kin, also interested in the rot. I'Rajith nodded him a greeting. As the two others conversed, his gaze wandered to the pile of books he'd accrued, but his mind was elsewhere. In his head, he was already browsing through a library of a different kind. 

[color=#8990c7][i]"Harken ye, the root of all Aesithas growes sicke uponne the shadows ov eville. The Lusterre ov the Blayd of the Dayl waynnes, the Lands of the Dayl growwe weiry, and illnes threttens those who dwel in thisse playce..."[/i][/color] he spoke in a tone both monotone and foreign, a perfect recital of what was once said by someone now long-gone.[color=#8990c7] "It's a passage that has resided in my head for a time, but I do not know its origin nor meaning. I do believe it is tied to the Rot, however."[/color]

He was about to continue, but a flurry of words in his mind whisked his attention away. [color=#8990c7]"The Zephyrites... Tale of... Prospero... Yes, quite. But what does the tale entail?"[/color] He mumbled to himself. Hand on his chin, the young Noctem turned on his heel and wandered behind his book pile, reaching for a yet unread tome on the shelves. The matter of the Rot seemed forgotten for now, as did the two who sought knowledge on it. 

At least until sometime later, the kin called them back over, having made a discovery. By then, I'Rajith had immersed himself in many a subject - but admittedly not the one he'd promised his help with. Almost as if snapping out of a stupor of some kind, he looked over with half-glazed eyes. The kin suggested they leave the library, to set out into the world in search for answers and means to ease the people's suffering. I'Rajith pondered on the suggestion for a moment, then concurred. 

[color=#8990c7]"I have spent many an hour acquiring knowledge from times past."[/color] He gestured towards a window. [color=#8990c7]"Perhaps it is time to learn something new - something not yet recorded."[/color][/color]