[b][color=#4269E2]"All things considered, I suppose that went well."[/color][/b] To be frank, calling it went well was a bit of a stretch, the fire was still there and Vesemir was almost about to toss his cane and fancy vest to put out the fire when Via, rather than conjuring ice or water to extinguish, picked a fire spell to... worsen the fire again? Apparently not, her own brand fire looked like a living blaze that suck out the heat and oxygen from the existing fire, snuffing it out almost immediately. In amazement the archeologist swept sweat from his forehead, realizing that no harsh words were necessary, and nobody deserved blame for this. [b][color=#4269E2]"Are we cataloguing this library, or shall we move to the next room? I recall daytime is allegedly quite dangerous here, we dont have that much time."[/color][/b] Hearing that question, suddenly excitement filled his heart again. [b] "Why, Mr Engelbert, to the next room of course."[/b] He glanced at Tillius, who volunteered to rescue the unburned shelves from the damaged ones. [b]"Gentlemen, I think that is enough that the fire has been put out. But if you want to give these valuable relics the proper appreciation they deserve, then be my guest. Just keep in mind that this hall is a library, and we are not a bunch of thieves." [/b] Winking his monocled eyes, he shifted to the red-haired swordswoman and Roxas, wordlessly urging the healer to pick the brooch. [b]"And don't forget our Eastborn friend. Looks like some nasty cuts on his palms." [/b] Then he moved to the door, inserted the card, and pushed it open. And it opened like an ordinary heavy door. [b]"See? No need to hammer it! I was expecting it to say a welcome or something, though. Don't you wonder why the messages are all in Common and not Elvish?" [/b] The room was dark, so Vesemir had to tread carefully.[i] [b]"Sívë anan eis lyenn, Theriadore."[/b][/i] He said as he looked at the dark room. His lantern was still at the pillar, the only source of light that kept the library lit. And he did not bring a spare. [b]"Master Tillius, would you be so kind as to borrow me the crystal we recovered from the house earlier?"[/b]