The creature slithers around the edge of the stack and for a moment—
It doesn't matter. If Ralston pales or if his expression grows very thin in response to the thing which unfolds itself at the end of the row, it is a short lived moment of revulsion. He has done his reading, and he knows a thing or two about the shape of beasts in dark and dangerous places; why should he be surprised to find something like that here?
He takes a silent step back from the foot of the ladder. It isn't a no.
"There's a book up there. Arcane Recitation, volume six. I seem to be having trouble reaching it."
The heel of the unadorned cane is tapped against the floor for emphasis.
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It doesn't matter. If Ralston pales or if his expression grows very thin in response to the thing which unfolds itself at the end of the row, it is a short lived moment of revulsion. He has done his reading, and he knows a thing or two about the shape of beasts in dark and dangerous places; why should he be surprised to find something like that here?
He takes a silent step back from the foot of the ladder. It isn't a no.
"There's a book up there. Arcane Recitation, volume six. I seem to be having trouble reaching it."
The heel of the unadorned cane is tapped against the floor for emphasis.