[h3][color=6ecff6][b]Reverio Galand[/b][/color][/h3]

[color=6ecff6][b]"We have an agreement." [/b][/color]Reverio offered a smile back to Darla before he turned around to locate himself closer to the place he wanted to enter as soon as Darla's distraction would come into play. While there was no doubt that he liked having his cousin still be well alive, unlike the majority of his relatives. He sometimes suspected she might be aiming to be a close-cousin.

The old court dames of Vauquelin had spoken about such things, ofcourse not near his presence but his brother and the princess had shared plenty of juicy gossip. It had been one of the few ways to momentarily put away the political side of the royal court and the troubles the kingdom had faced. But while Rev had a brief idea of the concept, he had not the full understanding. As far as he was concerned it meant close-friend, but relative. Probably.

However to his joy, Darla had agreed to help him out in return for dinner and a sleepover? At her penthouse? Why did it all feel like he had made a pact with a demon? No, he shook that feeling off. Darla was a nice person. She just wanted to have company while eating and wanted to show hospitality by allowing him to stay for the night, and without a dresscode. It left Rev at the crossroads. He was always in dresscode. The only time he had not been was when his brother gave his clothes to him. The more he thought about it, the more weird did it get. No dress.. code. Did that also imply being undressed? Because it would be no dress at all... didn't some emperor of old have invisible clothes to begin with? The blonde shook the idea away and then retrailed back on the last thing. Dinner.

It had slipped past him quickly without him realizing just how dangerous that was. He had assumed it was actual food. But Darla was half-Albionic. That meant... she might offer Albion styled food. Reverio closed his eyes as he realized the potential that he could be fed poison and things meant for no living thing. At least he had his magic to cleanse injuries and conditions that could occur. But he couldn't stop immediate sudden death. It was a risk he had to take, in order to get access to the library vaults. He needed to find the knowledge to bring salvation to the world. Surely the solution could be found within.


As soon as Rev heard Darla's scream he reacted instictively by drawing his sword of light, and was ready to rush to her aid. Before he realized -this- was her distraction? It had certainly drawn his attention. But this was his chance, as the librarians attention set on Darla or they started to approach her to see what was going on. Reverio quickly snuck over to the forbidden door and pushed his sword of light through the keyhole and turned the blade as it was piercing the magical lock, breaking the spirit ward on it to prevent planewalkers to enter.

Then he quickly withdrew his blade and sheathed it's light, grabbing hold of the door handle and then opening the formerly locked door. Closing it right behind him, and then began scurrying down the stairs, drawing the sword of light again to lighten up the dark stairwell.

[i][color=6ecff6][b]'I did it! One step closer to saving this world... one step closer. Time to get past the remaining wards, they will surely be far more problematic. Best watch out for traps...'[/b][/color][/i] He thought as he came down to the first room which held a chessboard pattern on the floor and large chess figures spread all over it. On the other side of the room, there was a door.

[color=6ecff6][i]'This is definitely a trap...'[/i][/color] The blonde narrowed his piercing blue eyes.

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