Library: Late Thursday Night
Karal didn't think of it as keeping the library open late. He thought of it as opening it early for tomorrow.
Either way, he wasn't leaving.
The tables were littered with a bizarre combination of the magic and the absolutely mundane. Texts on spells and magic mixed with old records, minutes of town meetings, planning permits, building codes, sewerage and water maps, all the boring minutiae that held the history of a town.
There was also coffee and strong, black tea, to keep tired minds and bodies awake and alert.
[ooc: For our late night researchers only, thanks! Wee OCD is coming up.]
Either way, he wasn't leaving.
The tables were littered with a bizarre combination of the magic and the absolutely mundane. Texts on spells and magic mixed with old records, minutes of town meetings, planning permits, building codes, sewerage and water maps, all the boring minutiae that held the history of a town.
There was also coffee and strong, black tea, to keep tired minds and bodies awake and alert.
[ooc: For our late night researchers only, thanks! Wee OCD is coming up.]