[IRP] Return to the Dread Isle

[Andy]

"I... uh... I don't... maybe?" Tiras shrugged. He decided to confess a little more of what had happened. "Earlier, when I fainted before... during that time, I was contacted by something. I don't know what it was, but... it offered me power. But then, it told me that I wasn't powerful enough to wield the power it offered. It told me that there was another power here. One that would call to me. One that it would guide me to. It called that place... the Dragon's Library, I think."

The squire shook his head, tempted to toss the book on the ground and leave it, but... no. It was his now. He wasn't about to let the Church have it. "Kind of frightening to realize there's magic that strong, huh? I heard Tania was nearly leveled by a single spell. If this power here is of the same caliber, it is something to be feared." And striven for. He looked at the book again, opening her up. The pages were still supple, the ink legible in the clear light of the moon.

"At any rate, I think this is magic, and if I'm going to be persecuted by Lycia, then I might as well become a heretic in truth," Tiras stated, shutting Persephone and stowing her away. He needed sleep.