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a thin man in brown robes with elegant patterns walks into the room, pulls down his hood to reveal his deep purple eyes and long, messy light brown hair and goatee, his pointed ears stick through his hair and there is a small reptile held in one hand, a thick book in the other
Is this the archives? I joined a few moments ago and am slightly lost, I was hoping someone could help me with my friend here *gestures to the bearded dragon* I am researching the fact that, dispite never actually attending a wizarding college, I can cast spells. All I know is that my powers are tied to this thing.

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Welcome to the best little bookstore in Absolom.
Be our "guest"
Mind the pesht
Put our Grimoir to the test
Sit back
have a snack
and well do all the rest
My toothbrush
It is yours
Be sure to clean the floors
The guacamole is delicious
Whats in it?
well its not the fishes
Is it time to sing?
Or to Dance
No! this isn't France
If knowledge is your king
It will serve you best
Be assured dear Zarta
wrote our Magna Carta
So now make the pledge
(you're sure to guess) -whispered
Here in the Darkive
(While you're still alive) -whispered
You're our Guest
(Even after Death) -whispered
You're OUR "Guest!"

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I love new recruits, sorry about the musical, I've had the "talent" ever since my Helltour in Avernus. Must have been a stray damned Bard got into me. Sell their souls for fame, what did they expect would happen
Anyway how can I help? Oh yes MeriDoc! Hellknight of the order of the Scourge Esquire (a liveried servant nearby says "Hellknight not to Scale.") The knight stands all of three foot tall.
My Herald Estefan, always the joker. I'm generally found in the legal section whenever I am not adventuring, which is generally all the time these days.
How and who are You?

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A tiny, winged little imp is examining a diary with a complicated brass and crystal monocle. He doesn't bother to look up while answering
You're a sorcerer. Or perhaps a witch. Instead of having to know what you're doing through long years of practice and study either the world or some being that that creature is the ontological manifestation of just gave you immense power. Its amazing you haven't turned yourself into a newt with it yet.
Avoid lynch mobs with stakes, and leave two hours minimum in between the bosses scheduled appointments before you interrupt her and you'll be fine.

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*leaps back in horror at the sight of the imp*
Dear lord, what IS that?!?!?
Helltour? Surely you are kidding, theres no such thing as hell, as far as I know and I know quite a bit, as I spent my life researching magic and the intracate details of each and every spell.
*edges away from the red thing, eying meri cautiously*
Did that thing crawl out of a sewer? It looks like one of those fairy tale imps.
Also, your singing needs some work my dear friend,your song lacks happiness.
*the bearded dragon tilts his head and yawns at meri, as if attemtping to intimidate him*
This is munch, hes plenty friendly, but he tries to eat most things.

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No such thing as hell. You're a comedian, love it. My singing is great, I always take 11 (law domain) +1rnk +3train +3cha +3circl of persuasion total 21.
Wizard eh' if you want a good word with the order of the Scourge, I'll be sure to mention your name. If you've done the research where then from which do devils come?
The dragon's cute. I have a pet too. My firstest and bestest gift from the Libririanatrix herself. Meri whistles and a floppy eared mastiff come bounding round the corner. (He's shaved and somewhat disguised as a hell hound, with a black enameled saddle bearing a lance.) Hellhound battles evil and breathes fire with a little help. The dog collides with Meri, but the odd knight is unmoved by the dog.

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A young chillingly beautiful woman in an expensive ice-blue silk dress with snow-flake patterns woven in silvery thread. Her eyes match her dress for colour and alluring quality. Her light blond hair, and pale skin speak of a northern heritage, with her diamond jewelry speaking of wealth and nobility. A live snow white ermine curls around her shoulders and looks at Karkus intelligently.
"Ah, someone new. I also didn't study at a wizard's college and yet reveal in arcane power. My innate power comes with greater ease and strength than my mother would have liked. . . ah well. Needless to say then that we, or at least I, don't look down on non-wizards. We aren't so fussy about where the power comes from."

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Looking down at MeriDoc
"I see. Well I recently become indebted to another Hellknight, who also served The Dark Prince, and I now wish to learn more about Him. You seem like someone who would be able to help me."
Adding in a whisper, "Just make sure word of this doesn't get back to the rest of my family. . . at least not yet."
Turing to Karkus
"You appear to have much to learn about the lower planes, and what dells in the dark places, both in this world and countless others.
"Where did you come upon your friend, Munch? That might help our assistance to your research."